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Smokin On Crossbones & Skulls Video (MV)




Performed By: HoodFace
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Chandler Crawford




HoodFace - Smokin On Crossbones & Skulls Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah
Smokin' on crossbones and skulls
Purple lean in my soda can that's all I saw
We make em' fall like the leaves in the fall
Way, way, way back I use to want to f*ck thru the phone
We use to hiding it in the stove
On my first high I froze
Dumb, stoned, and broke
Had almost went ghost
Gotta let them ex bitches go
They took their exit ticket n' flew
Like Springfield, we love our dog food
Gma made that good, good beef stew
For my dead sis, I rep my tattoo
Industry don't want me approved
I know they ashamed of what's assumed
They say I'm not the same why confused?
I'm still same dude but improved
She wants to break off then resume
I'll smoke that whole pack in one room
Then she'll be calling by noon
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
I've happened to roll up sum good dank
When you get them big racks, money don't touch banks
Paid for the lights in this bitch sum like Ben Frank
Got so faded couldn't dap you up or give a handshake
Difference between me n' Jason, momma didn't want no killer
Have a Christian father who continues reading the bible scriptures
Baby, I always felt better when I was sleepin' with ya
That's when I was pimpin' in my drawers n' toeless slippers
Bitches getting edged up quick like sum toenail clippers
Bodies getting bagged up quick like them Hoodie zippers
City tries to hold us back on restriction levels
They won't come outside, til the beef is settled
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Street hustler, use to be a customer
Smoked an ounce of purp, it was hard to stomach her
You ain't been this high before, everything been in reverse
I could do it son, I could do it son
I could put you in a hearse
What you mean?
Everybody talkin' like they is down for team
Everybody frontin' until they see a little green
I don't know nobody who was ever there for me
They've done switched sides like the blood on the leaves
Everybody talkin' like they is down for team
Everybody frontin' until they see a little green
I don't know nobody who was ever there for me
They've done switched sides like the blood on the leaves
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
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English

Yeah, yeah
Smokin' on crossbones and skulls
Purple lean in my soda can that's all I saw
We make em' fall like the leaves in the fall
Way, way, way back I use to want to f*ck thru the phone
We use to hiding it in the stove
On my first high I froze
Dumb, stoned, and broke
Had almost went ghost
Gotta let them ex bitches go
They took their exit ticket n' flew
Like Springfield, we love our dog food
Gma made that good, good beef stew
For my dead sis, I rep my tattoo
Industry don't want me approved
I know they ashamed of what's assumed
They say I'm not the same why confused?
I'm still same dude but improved
She wants to break off then resume
I'll smoke that whole pack in one room
Then she'll be calling by noon
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
I've happened to roll up sum good dank
When you get them big racks, money don't touch banks
Paid for the lights in this bitch sum like Ben Frank
Got so faded couldn't dap you up or give a handshake
Difference between me n' Jason, momma didn't want no killer
Have a Christian father who continues reading the bible scriptures
Baby, I always felt better when I was sleepin' with ya
That's when I was pimpin' in my drawers n' toeless slippers
Bitches getting edged up quick like sum toenail clippers
Bodies getting bagged up quick like them Hoodie zippers
City tries to hold us back on restriction levels
They won't come outside, til the beef is settled
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Street hustler, use to be a customer
Smoked an ounce of purp, it was hard to stomach her
You ain't been this high before, everything been in reverse
I could do it son, I could do it son
I could put you in a hearse
What you mean?
Everybody talkin' like they is down for team
Everybody frontin' until they see a little green
I don't know nobody who was ever there for me
They've done switched sides like the blood on the leaves
Everybody talkin' like they is down for team
Everybody frontin' until they see a little green
I don't know nobody who was ever there for me
They've done switched sides like the blood on the leaves
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
Smoking on crossbones and skulls
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Writer: Chandler Crawford
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