Smokin’ in the Crib

[Intro: Big Byrdy]
Yuh, BLACK BYRD
Soviet gang shit

[Verse 1: Big Byrdy]
Hello my Rigga’s, I’m back again
This time I’m wit my friends
Just smokin' in the crib
We ain’t tryna cause a fib, if you feel me
I only come as the real me fam
If you fake, then get the fuck out
Goddamnit, I’m the green goblin bitch
Who said you can stop slobberin' on my nuts?
My Rigga I’m high as hell, to the point where I start wobblin’ up in this bitch
And no we ain’t coughin', just bobbin' to these tunes
And If you Robbin’ my Rigga’s, I’ll catch you dead
Imma pass this to a real homie
What is done is said
A stonie never a phoney
You goofy asses ain’t never broke me
Take a couple tokes and I’m all done
Just havin' fun, damn you havin' a stroke?
Crack a few jokes, back to a few smokes
Know our ways around the ropes
Ain’t the type of guy to choke
Type of guy to make yo bitch soaked
My mind is the only place to float
Pop your back out, you croaked

[Verse 2: StrikerMario]

[Verse 3: T_Horn25]
Ay you know we smokin in da crib
You know it's a fib
We Rollin up
Smoking all this shit
Shit we out, Finna go out and abt,,
Hittin up the plug
Surprisingly nigga name is dug
We back at duh crib
Goin crazy Ham and shit
We sparking up
Just smoked 8 grams
Now I'm off my ass
Cuz we just smoked Hella grass
This shit really kick my ass
I think I'm having a blast
A while back I was smoking fast
Now everyday I be making Hella pay
At least that's what they say
But fr tho I'm getting Hella hoes
Wait no no I'm getting Hella foes
But u get the point
We just got done smokin a joint
Peace now ima go feast

[Verse 4: NDub]