the underachievers - super potent lyrics
[verse 1: solace]
what’s up with that roll up
smokin’ dope don’t overdose, no this is not that coca
came up from corollas need a lookout as we scroll up
hotbox in the ghost we bendin’ corners we done blown up
askin me to smoke now, crumble up our own stuff
keep the pack with me i got my weed
yeah, i’m a stoner
og with the cookie bud we mixin’ dank aromas
steppin’ herbal stunt you smell the reefer in my clothin’
sh-t that i be glowin, it’s super f-ckin’ potent
[verse 2: akthesavior]
sh-t, far far far away i’m with the green
i’m like fiona
never cuff a chick but me and jane we at the altar
everybody know me and they never seen me sober
n-gg- what the f-ck, you mean you ain’t got no dope bruh
i was on the hunt to get my pack like i was balto
where you at like waldo in this time to pay for drugs though
packs in the back i don’t need no match
but that kush go in that fronto
spliff long like rapunzel
i’m not yo f-ckin’ son though
[hook: solace]
won’t you smoke on somethin’ son
n-gg-, why you never roll up
light up everywhere my n-gg-
you cannot control us
keep my papers and a lighter on me i’m a smoker
lime in my corona, henny with my cola
my n-gg- what’s the hol’ up
hate when a connect be slackin’ when he need to show up
had to smoke my green before i leave this my persona
sticky icky n-gg- know i’m stingy when i scroll up
this one is a domer, dolie i’m a loner
[verse 3: akthesavior]
high as f-ck, i light it up
got pre-rolls for the whole month
she don’t smoke but when i roll one
we shotgun the whole blunt
hate when strangers ask to hit my sh-t the answer’s no son
go and get yo’ own bud
didn’t spend my check for yo’ lungs
back to the pad might smoke, hit a dab
might choke from the dab like whoa son
i don’t really f-ck with the sh-t
but my nig cray chris got the rig like smoke son
now i’m f-cked up in this b-tch but i keep the thing tucked for you pr-cks like hold up
now i’m f-cked up in this b-tch but i keep the thing tucked for you pr-cks like hold up
[bridge: akthesavior]
what’s the hold up livin’ sucka free now
grab some tree and f-ckin’ roll up
we fulfill my needs to keep it g yeah i’m a stoner
way above your league my team supreme i think you know bruh
hey, hey
hold up, what’s the hold up livin’ sucka free now
grab some tree and f-ckin’ roll up
we fulfill my needs to keep it g yeah i’m a stoner
way above your league my team supreme i think you know bruh
[hook: solace]
won’t you smoke on somethin’ son
n-gg-, why you never roll up
light up everywhere my n-gg-
you cannot control us
keep my papers and a lighter on me i’m a smoker
lime in my corona, henny with my cola
my n-gg- what’s the hol’ up
hate when a connect be slackin’ when he need to show up
had to smoke my green before i leave this my persona
sticky icky n-gg- know i’m stingy when i scroll up
this one is a domer, dolie i’m a loner
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