Gone (Explicit)

Written by：John Julian/Cameron Thomaz

Yeah it's young ya know

Crack that sh*t down roll that sh*t up light that sh*t pass it

Nah f**k that face this one yeah this for all my true w**d smokers

Yeah ni**a ask me what's wrong with me

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

Purple purple in my pocket and my jeans sag low

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

Purple purple in my pocket and my jeans sag low

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank

Ridin' in my ride so blowed don't know how to think

But I'm stayin' high

I'ma roll me a nice long swisher filled with light green

Oh I think they like me let me get a light b

And then I'm gone

Off that call bud what the f**k you chokin' on

Mr bud by the zone o's like omarion

And we ain't tuckin' nothin' cousin what's the hold up

Keep 'em comin' back to back to back we roll up

'Til it's all gone

Get a pound break it down I ain't stingy it's enough to go around

And I'm blazin' right now niggas tellin' me to hold on

Crank it twist it light it take a pull and hold on

And then I'm gone

I gotta have it gotta have it that's unheard about

Rollin' up another blunt before I put the first one out

My eyes low have me chiefin' 'til I choke

Niggas askin' me what's wrong

Blew some smoke up out my nose and said I'm gone

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

Purple purple in my pocket and my jeans sag low

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

Purple purple in my pocket and my jeans sag low

I said I'm gone off that brownish drank

Niggas know how I roll it look like my eyes closed

Hennesey and hydro rhyme slow

Ni**a I'm on a different type of a vibe

This a different type of w**d

And I'm a different type a high my ni**a I'm gone

To a place that you probably never been in life

Smokin' purple kryptonite make sure you curl that swisher right

'Cause I ain't tryna have this home grown runnin'

Homie thinkin' he gon' smoke for free

I duck 'em roll somethin' then I'm gone

In my ride doin' 80 in a 45 zone half a zone

Got me blown I get more than high

Fresh off of the plane

Head straight into my hotel

W**d man in every city yeah I smoke well even when I'm gone

I ain't the only one all my niggas puff pounds

Swingin' blunts 'round sun up 'till sun down

My eyes low and my words are getting slow

Niggas askin' me whats wrong

I blew some smoke up out my nose and said I'm gone

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

Purple purple in my pocket and my jeans sag low

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

I said I'm gone off that pound of dank that sticky that icky

Purple purple in my pocket and my jeans sag low