Smoke Til I Can’t

We gon' fuck around and get Wiz Khalifa on this bitch Probably the only one that could keep up I smoke 'til I can't, I'm covered in dank I just left out of California Came to fuck up the bank And I got the jewelry on me And it's wet like the paint And I ain't claim to be a saint I think I'm everything they ain't I smoke 'til I can't, whoa I smoke 'til I can't Yeah, I smoke 'til I can't I got the jewelry on me And it's drippin' in dank And I just pulled up to the bank And I ain't claim to be a saint I smoke 'til I can't, yeah In the kitchen and it's Taysty She put so many drugs in the Blunt that I nickname her Lacy And I ain't out chasin' a high, man A high finna chase me I'm blowin' kush like the AC Move too many, man, the plug gotta pace me Don't play with my paper I'm only gon' shop if it's full You a bitch and you don't even do All the shit that you want, hey I get that bread by the loaf Said I'ma hit up the coast Left and came back in a ghost You can't decide if you love her or not Never had that type debate with the knots I got that Glock on my Waist while I'm smokin', i ain't finna box Yeah, and I got a car full of bops And I'm ridin' on the opps And I'm, and I'ma work my lil wrist Give 'em somethin' to watch Yeah, and I can't fuck with you if You would fuck with the cops I smoke 'til I can't, I'm covered in dank I just left out of California Came to fuck up the bank I got the jewelry on me And it's drippin' in paint And I ain't claim to be a saint And I'm everything they ain't I smoke 'til I can't, I smoke 'til I can't Yeah, whoa, I smoke 'til I can't Yeah, I smoke 'til I can't whoa, yeah, yeah Ayy, Weezy left the family All I used to bump was Weezy back in the Camry, damn They don't see me break a sweat They never understand me Yeah, but I got ultimate faith in myself You a Plan B I work from LA to Miami, life a beach, shit I love when it's sandy Yeah, and I got too many Bitches and y'all busy scramblin' I go and make me a profit And spend it on gamblin' I'm in the streets, the music industry shady Whoa just did a 180 They talk about me 'cause I Signed up with Baby I got a problem gettin' to the Money, I'ma pull up on somebody Tell 'em to pay me Get it out the mud, get a thousand pills Clients mad 'cause I ain't sellin' 'em lately Lookin' at my wrist, lookin' at my bitch People really underestimate me I be myself and let the press Debate me, they love me broke I think it's best they hate me When I hit the strip in Vegas, feelin' like I'm 2Pac They wanna decimate me I fuck her and don't even try And I still impress her, baby Whoa, I'm smokin' on broccoli I go to sleep on top of the money With two girls on top of me I smoke 'til I can't, I smoke 'til I can't I just left out of California with A car full of dank I got the jewelry on me and It's wet like the paint And I ain't claim to be a saint, bitch I'm everything they ain't I smoke 'til I can't, I smoke 'til I can't Yeah, whoa, I smoke 'til I can't Yeah, yeah, I smoke 'til I can't Yeah, I smoke 'til I can't We preach peace and love and tolerance But we don't act on it we say That this world is going to a Shithole, but we are the reason why Because we do not Accept others and their differences We say we do, but our actions speak a lot Louder than our words