Lyrics Cigarette Butts - Lord Sko

Hawaiian Shirt, making dollars grow out a pile of dirt (uh)
I be smiling sure but I can't seem to find the words
I wanna use to describe the way the my mind decide to work (damn)
Dick her down until she sleep and then I'll find her purse
Iron Horse rides but not into the sunset (where the fuck we going)
Fuck so much I'm suprised I don't have a son yet (word)
Bump Sun Ra in the strip club, All my ones fresh
My city never sleep cuz we the people at unrest
You know the dude do his Shrooms caps and Boom Baps
Whole Foods on the corner they used to move crack (2 for 5s)
And here's a Newflash to anyone who needa hear it
A lot of shit we love is dead, but keep believing spirits haha
I'm writing dusted and hungover
You not a thug you a social media gun shower (bow bow bow bow)
And I don't trap but I get that love from your plugs grower
Your favorite rappers favorite rappers favorite blunt smoker (cough cough)
And Once I die promise that this cloth will be hard to find
For now I'm sloppy on Broadway riding the 1-9 (remember that)
Shit, I'm just coming for what's mine
Utter punchlines, Taking your money when it's lunchtime (gimme that)
Got my hands looking dirty and callused
Your work isn't polished, The verses wouldn't personally rap em (uh)
I'm tactical, Movin silent still emerge from the ashes
The kid a star on the team my hat deserve to be backwards
Uh, This Shorty on me I don't wanna make it awkward here
And she don't give great top because she got veneers (ahh)
Won't drop a dollar in the store and walk out Rockin gear (good lookin)
Smack the makeup off you clowns and make em drop a tear
You ain't even heard of the weed in my blunt
I was cuttin class cuz what they teachin keepin us dumb (uh huh)
Put
Cigarette butts out on her butt (inhale cough cough)
I just wanted to say that to be honest (I ain't had nothin to say)
I'm in Seattle tryna find the rain (where it at)
4 AM off a bag of drugs and I'm wide awake
You dudes be tryna squash the beef I'm tryna fry the steak
And if I'm not it's prolly cuz I'm kicked up by the lake (I'm chillin)
Soy Sauce toned recliner seats in the rolls Royce
Since a kid I been known for making the bold choice (uh huh)
Safe Investments don't ever question my tone of voice
You boys ain't never left your mother feeling overjoyed (damn)
Been Doin Overtime for Pete's sake
Might go on tour just to see a shorty in each state (wassup baby)
Im from the east coast but catch me in Belize mane
Take your necklace from you and sell it on eBay

Prolly like a $100 dollars or sumn, Maybe a Buck 50

And I don't give a damn what they told you to think. No no no
I keep my eyes open homie don't even blink
Crash the party Shorty rock your body side to side
Flip the hour glass outta state and outta mind
Just don't think too hard
Just don't think too hard