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#WomenWeedandWordplay #October Verse One: See me rap Bad girl drip, leaking rap jump out whip, see these jacks, And dash like a flash won’t see me back. Ugh, until the coast is clear, Don’t like drinks but I’ll do nose beers, In depp just like johnny but I show no fear When Las Vegas loathing I show no tears. Wait, fuck sake, I don’t wanna see tears on my mums face, On a Monday, cos her lifestyle mundane, In a rutt hey but just have a little trust ay, Fuck babe, ima pay for this house. But first im a blaze an ounce, Call me hugh Hefner, keep sexy ladies about, sesh on a jay then I’m out, bounce, brudda. I got a gram of the sesh, I got my hands on her deck, She call me poppa chill, while she pop a pill, bagzy, poppin the Percs and the xannies instead. Me, I’m on the plants to the death, Blazin fumes out my gatorbeug till I’m 82, and I’m grey in dead, in a nursing home while I blaze on a sesh. I smoke on a UK dollar, girls from the UK holla, Cos I love me a UK Accent, And you love you an eshay brudda. And she love my team and gang, my weed and slang, the green and gold is my colour. Nautica on the back of my collar, AUS 420 the fam is my bredda. ******* r u high, Take a puff puff then r u high Let the tune bump like RL grime give you goosebumps like RL stine. Picked the whip up in an rx 9, switch the whip into an RS5. raps reeeeel, I can’t tell why, keep the vac seals, you can’t smell mine. Shhhhh, Job done by nine, Never seen cells but I done my time, Please, Stick with the dumb dumb rhymes, Please, sticks and the dumb dumb rhymes. Im, I’m one of the best, Might punched in my head, Might get lunged for the sesh, Come get done for the bread, Bad bitch one time that I fuck on the bed. Woah, dam dirty, Good with her head just like she van Persie, That’s why i wanna see mans United, High off kush, and woosh, the van swerving. Skrrrrrrrrrr, dope shit, My whole crew got jumped like coke is, Whole crew got swarmed like locusts, But this broke kids never gonna lose focus I’m hopeless. If you see me swerving, Drive on by, ariva derci, i get high for my 9 to 5, So from time to time you might see weed burning.. Verse Two (Improvised) Try tell em they can’t test me nada. Tryna bring truth like shows where they test the father, Gotta bitch out in Mexicana, We get stoned with coronas she moans cos the sex is harder, And the breasts were larger, All black in balenciaga, You gotta go to work in the morning, all good girl text me after, I don’t care bout your Michael Kors or diamonds or designer fabrics that you try import, She’s never been high before, So I just roll her a little bit of kush and get her high some more. Now I’m lookin at the bitches with the joints rolled, Live a life that I don’t really know the point of, pill drop coin toss Poor the liquor for the brothers in the joint lost. Bad bitch Chanel watch a felt cloth, Pretty women in the city let me fuck one, Drugs booze any sedative I wanted, cos she daddy’s little girl and got the money in a trust fund. Kinda funny how her money in a trust fund, at the same time though we never trust none, Dope in her pocket, coke in her wallet, And the booty got me thinking I could bust one. But whenever I be stressin I forget it when the swisher is wrapped, And shout out to the bitches in black, Man in the club tryna smuggle in drugs, Homie got bitches for that. Ugh, wish that the lord would taint me, Wish I could rort these paycheques, I wish that my gift had me blessed in the lord for greatness, but my story it tore the pages. Still chill chill, wondering the 40 acres, Alone tryna scrore the paper, faunicate with girls and I never ever call them later, I go out and ball like laker. Who serve balls like lleyton, mother fuckers all night hating, I do this for my mates g. Tell me how could you hate that, Tell me how as a man can you not do it for the fam and relate lad. See it’s bars I loan ya, Prolly why I kick goals on the net, Boxed in the corner with dark aromas, Kush gets pushed till it’s rollin ya head, Like ugh, tell em that I’m all straight up, Give em what they want like russ, Never been fussed what the whole world thinks of us, from a place where we call mates cunts, Straight up... AUS / SYD / 42Ofamily / GOODVIBES Women Weed and Wordplay #October Filmed/Edited By BodyBagMedia. Facebook -   / bodybagmedia   Instagram - @bodybagmedia Snapchat - bodybagmediabbm ChillinIt: Facebook -   / chillinit420   YouTube -    / @chillinit420   Instagram - @ChillinIt.420 Album promotional uses only