Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I’m in the cut with the bag on deck
Creak in the seat when I lean my neck
Late-night crop, got the whole room thick
One puff turns a bad day slick
Ain’t talkin’ loud, I just cough and grin
Palm full of green, let the whole night spin
Old truck idles, but my mind won’t stall
Sky get heavy when I break that law
Long green ribbon in a rolled-up stack
Burn so slow, make the whole line back
Eyes half-mast, but the bars stay mean
Put a storm in the air when I step on the scene
[Pre-Chorus]
More smoke, more smoke
Let it rise, let it choke
I been low, I been broke
Now I roll, then I float
[Chorus]
More fog, more fog
I need more fog
Burn so hard
Like a mule kick, y’all
More fog, more fog
I need more fog
Heavy in the chest
When the whole thing spark
[Verse 2]
Ash on the console, crumb on the jeans
Green got me movin’ in slo-mo streams
I don’t chase clout, I just chase that hush
One deep pull and the whole world crush
Eyes red-rimmed like a taillight stain
Mind real deep in a sweet smoke lane
Every exhale got a graveyard wave
I been grinnin’ at the mess I made
Friends say “damn, that hit too mean”
I say “pass that back, keep the circle clean”
Glass taste bitter, but the high stay gold
Got a heavy little fire in my lungs, I know
[Pre-Chorus]
More smoke, more smoke
Let it rise, let it choke
I been low, I been broke
Now I roll, then I float
[Chorus]
More fog, more fog
I need more fog
Burn so hard
Like a mule kick, y’all
More fog, more fog
I need more fog
Heavy in the chest
When the whole thing spark
[Bridge]
Baby, I don’t need a prayer
I need one more breath of that air
Let it twist, let it lean
Let it pull me under clean
[Chorus]
More fog, more fog
I need more fog
Burn so hard
Like a mule kick, y’all
More fog, more fog
I need more fog
Heavy in the chest
When the whole thing spark
Style
dirty south rap with a trunk-rattling half-time grooverattling hi-hatsbooming 808sand a bluesy minor-key synth lead; verse rides sparse drums and low-end spacepre-chorus tightens with snare rolls and filtered chantschorus slams with stacked doubles and gang ad-libs on the hook word. gravelly lead vocaldoubled on punchlinessmoky call-and-response backing in the hooktape-slap throws on last wordsember-like risers and reversed swells into each dropbright-hard mix with heavy sub and dry snare bite.lyricaldirty south rap
Prompt
A dirty south rap about smoking more weed then Willie and Snoop dog blowing more fog then Cheech and Chong cannabis hitting harder then mule kicks Melancholic,Lyrical,Hard
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419GeneratedJun 16, 2026
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