Laker Paper

[Verse 1: Juice] 
 Good morning, wake and bake 
 Dank weed, them bitches know I stank 
 Meechy, light up the weed dawg (Where's my lighter?) 
 White girl, call her Kate Moss 
 They say I'm borderline schizo dysfunctional 
 Insane in the brain, smoke a lot just to maintain 
 Them niggas feel my pain, them bitches know it too 
 Poverty striking, what''sa nigga s'posed to do? 
 What? Hustler on a mission, juicy to these hoes 
 Also known as trap Hov, trap Jesus please believe us 
 Smack the see this pussy leave it 
 Leave it smoking like my Nina, boss life nigga (Not that Ross life nigga) 
 Pay the cost to be the boss, hate the cost you getting tossed 
 Like that blunt I'm getting off, with 'em titties in my mouth. 
 A cups, B's or C's, I don't fucking please, please proceed to please 

 Chorus: 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 

 [Verse 2: Meech] 
 OK, you young full of cum, let me see ID 
 See we smoke till we brain dead, need three IV's 
 But fuck a pulse, just my soul and this weed I need 
 Some green hashish, I'm smoking till my three eyes bleed 
 O, after o, zombie shit, smoke till we comatose 
 Bong rips to my soul, lift and catch the Holly Ghost 
  
 Elevated nigga, higher living is my life der 
 Gold fangs I'm floating, I'm like Dracula in night gear 
 Wiping that sour deez resin off my denim, I'm mentally ahead of thee, got remedies for the venom 
 Let's live in lust not love's what I tell them 
 This slick talk and weed smoke fuck up their cerebellum 
 Cause I'm a pimp when I drink, 
 So I limp when I walk, I drag my feet 
 But when I smoke I just soar, defy the laws of gravity 
 Always light two at a time, stoners with a strategy 
 Always light two at a time, stoners with a strategy 

 Chorus: 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 
 Purple in the blunt, swishers be the paper 
 Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker 

 I pass, you see a pound, yeah he weigh it like a libra 
 Sky high, we up, that's why you can't see us 
 Smoke until I zombie, my eyes slant I'm Gandhi 
 Half ap of blow, little nigga ain't it mileyy 
 Smokin' all day, feet up counting money 
 Smokin' all day, feet up counting money 
 With so much in this world to learn 
 There's so much money to be earned 
 I know you heard the world is mine 
 Well motherfucker wait your turn 

 Chorus 




 Thanks to Justin Ortiz for correcting these lyrics