Still Smokin Bud Still Smokin Weed. King Edward Philly Blunt Swisha keep groovin Tampa Sweet good ol. Optimo easy water joker. My lips get black and my fingertips burn and my eyes half way open. Cough Cough and IæŠ¦ chokin. But bitch IæŠ¦ Still Smokin!. I wanna be puffin this like I ainæŠ° be worryin bout nothin. If you gonna get the cigar. Nigga IæŠ£l do the stuffin. I roll em swoll like broken arms. But I sure hate when they come around this bitch I donæŠ° know talkin bout. What chall smokin on cause. Niggas like that we call em Hoovers. They try to get cool with ya. To smoke your weed up. Is what they do ya. Puff Puff Puff Puff Godammit!. Nigga you ainæŠ° chip in no shit here. Bitch WhatæŠ¯ Happenin!. But if you did then its good and it goin down. Get rid of them nickels and them dimes. Bitch we throwin pounds!. Tenth thru 11th to the 12th ward bound. But P said one of my niggas I heard somebody say. One Time!. But I paid it no mind and I kept rollin. But that was the Po Pos. I gotta get rid of this fat ass Optimo that IæŠ¦ holdin. Excellerate and I made that left on line center. I hit that bitch one more time. Then threw it out the window. Young niggas in a big white truck. You know whats up. TheyæŠ®e lookin to catch you fuckin up. It just so happened that I was hot. They looked in the back on the floor. And the silver canon and they found the pot. I canæŠ° believe that I got popped. It took me 2 hours and 1500 dollars. To get unlocked. Straight from jail to the weed spot. Shit I took that as a minor setback. Hell no I ainæŠ° stop!. And IæŠ¦. Still smokin bud. Still smokin weed.