D-Sorrow - Weed Talk

〈verse 1: nifty〉
This is my weed talk
Smokin' strawberry in the Benny, while i'm spinning through them blocks
Call D-sorrow, we the industry, the biggest V.I.P's
Tote the Wesson on the 40 block, fuck I miss the lean, damn
I could've found a new bitch (could've)
I could've rolled a mixed spliff (could've)
I pulled up down the industrie's main block
Opps thought we lacked, so we hit em' with the 〈.?.〉
And, walk into the entrance of the Dina strip club
Nifty actin' greedy, can you bring the fucking blue notes?
Thotties twerkin' on me, this is better than the Porn hub
Fuck adventure time, she cartoon networking her new love

〈verse 2: D-sorrow〉
I just pulled the gun off the rack
Other people think it's sugar, but we sniffin' on that crack
Roll the weed in the bag, it's the sugar-coated snack
That's a vise-versa grandpa, nigga hair is black (black)
I really put you through shit, ruthless
He tryna take my weed? Don't do it
I really put the E in easy, Blood all on his white-tee
Know he shouldn't have tried me
Talk about a granddaddy, lighting up the purple
Went to Canada, to see the Northern lights light up
Fuck a white Christmas, there's some green up in the snow now
Me and nifty like Kendrick and Lamar, we turn him humble
〈verse 3: nifty〉
Shawty love nifty, she gon' turn into a vacuum
Don't act like you don't know me, catch a Opp, i'll do him drizzy
Bullets hit his back, and they gon' leave him lookin' leany
Question marks the X, and I got bad vibes from this weedy
I got skins up in my spot, I add an extra to the Tacion
Kevin, no Durant, now I be trappin', holdin' 2 phones
I'm not from New York, but I got rats in my City too
Talk about a 69, that's my bitches favorite sex pose

〈verse 4: D-sorrow〉
55 or 60, I'ma still hit up a Opp thot
Got too many opponents, why they think this shit is buckshot?
Ain't no party like a Diddy party, or the Tiktok Rizz party
Bitch throwin' in front of me, she turned it to a jizz party
Laying out that towel while i'm lookin' through the peephole
Anyone who looks through it, is guaranteed a pedo
Pussy got me burnin', like the weed strains that I smoke
All my Opps gon' have to die now, bullets give em' throat (yeah)
I give out red, white, and blue, my sadness fueled with ecstasy
I got that tall glass of wine, overpowered with hennessy
Shono ain't on anything, that boy is a kid to me
That 44 got power, and the 5., got aim like EDP

〈outro〉
Weed fuckin' talk
88 shit, I do it eazy
Fuck that