[Lyric] Smokin Fat (Crucified)

[Intro - La Chat]

[Chorus - 8Ball]
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo

[Verse 1 - La Chat]
Look, I'm smokin' on a fat sack
Big blunts we roll back to back
'cause all I wanna do is just smoke
With ya, here's La Chat
That kushie got me throwed off
My birth room is that loud pack
[?] was we be so high
I'm blowin' with my homie Trav
Now I'm high, we're really high
Finna hit up Crucified
All my buddy is hometown
Finna get him high until he tired
Sippin' on that purple
That lean it had me slow-mo
My eyes closin' on [?]
But I stay strong with that thumper
This Xan and Xs put me back to sleep
Yet ecstasy, it keep me geeked
Them Budweisers so good to me
If I had it, make me weed
La Chat, I'm blazin', poppin', trunkin', all that good shit
And every time I see you I be gettin' in niggas' smoke bitch
[Chorus - 8Ball]
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo

[Verse 2 - Crucified]
Smokin' up outta the ganja, they got at me gunpoint, takin' 'em out
They gonna quit it? You must have been trippin', they wanna be smokin' up, lookin' to shout
Look at me losin' it, watching me doin' it, movin' and provin' I'm showin' 'em out
My cinder is smokin' up another nub, another nug and wow
When I visioned this out it was wicked no doubt
I've been hittin' this now, breakin' pieces off pounds
Smokin' this fat, crew be open to pass
But it better be more when you're rentin' it back
Crucified and La Chat stay burnin' the bag
Stay earnin' the cash, they heard of my wrath
Lay murder up my path, they hurt in bloodbath
For certain they ash, stay herb in the stash
Pardon my laugh but damn it I'm bad
When I said I was back better burn up a stack
The chronic goes fast paced, smoke it like that
So you know weed must dash if they add up all that
I'm honest, honest, must have chronic
Get me high, I project to the money
Must be fried, see the fire, weed is bomb and
So we toast outside, see it's high in the moment
Bud so strong that I'm yawnin', they want it
And I'm oh so gone that I'm consciously floatin'
And that goddamn bong to that joint for the zonin'
If they got good bomb then it's on, come and join us
[Chorus - 8Ball]
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga, smokin'—
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga, smokin'—
Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga, smokin'—
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo