Smoke Stop

Lyrics

[Chorus] I need a smoke, so stop, I need to take a puff We love to smoke pot, we need to get fucked up I need to smoke it down, the stress has called my bluff This road is long as fuck, but I'm rolling with my buds Down to the smoke stop [Verse 1: Lee Carver, Billy Obey, Joe Black] Located in the hood, but it's nice and clean Hookers standing out front by the ice machine And this is why we can't have nice things (Why?) If that bitch don't like it, she can fuck me or fight me Bout to get an ICEE and maybe Hi-C (Nice) Instead I got a hooker and HIV Mountain Dew, smokes, papers, lights, wraps Lottery tickets and sugary snacks This economy is wack, and that's straight facts Dollar bag of tips, two racks, plus state tax (Boo) Billy wasn't looking, and Billy got smacked Slug Bug, motherfucker, no takebacks What the fuck? You two keep fighting, they're gonna kick us out I need a Baja Blast, I got cotton mouth Yeah, sure, if this swamp witch will quit fuckin' around Let's go to Terror Town [Chorus] I need a smoke, so stop, I need to take a puff We love to smoke pot, we need to get fucked up I need to smoke it down, the stress has called my bluff This road is long as fuck, but I'm rolling with my buds Down to the smoke stop [Verse 2: Lee Carver, Billy Obey, Joe Black] Now I'm bored of smoke, got nothing to do I bit into a corn nug and broke my fuckin' tooth Fuck a toll booth, to tell the truth I need a shot from a bottle five thousand proof In that case, I'll take a shot too, what it do do? We should stop and take a group poop (Ew) If you see a rest stop, please speed by it Y'all motherfuckers need cheese in your diet (Whatever) Could y'all be quiet for a second and a half? We got a little high, but now we're low on gas It's good times, and I'm wishing they would last (Bro) But all the snacks got me pissing out my ass Is this thing a bathroom, or is it a bus? 'Cause Bill just shit on all of us [Chorus] I need a smoke, so stop, I need to take a puff We love to smoke pot, we need to get fucked up I need to smoke it down, the stress has called my bluff This road is long as fuck, but I'm rolling with my buds Down to the smoke stop [Verse 3: Lee Carver, Billy Obey, Joe Black] Nice and high, we got all our supplies, bet And nobody's died yet, fresh You're right, but I haven't tried yet Maybe we should make a suicide bet (Nah) Gotta drive west on our quest to make it to Camp Xul Get high and act a damn fool, woo Cool, righteous, sounds like a plan Fuck! Speed bump! Bus stop! He's dead, man Joey's getting mad, he's turning left, damn Slept on the window, sunburnt my head, man Fuckin' upset, but I lost the lighter But I think we're in luck, 'cause the van's on fire [Outro] We sit and smoke, stop, I think you've had enough I took a puff, now I'm really dead as fuck We should've smoked it down, we're mangled bones and blood And now it's so profound that I'm burning with my buds Down at the smoke stop