[Intro – ad-libs, low voice]
Yeah… chronic, hypnotic… blowed back…
(Sip, puff… reload…)
Ain’t no stoppin’ me… nah…
[Hook/Chorus]
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back
Yeah, imma tell you this slowly, nothin on this planet could ever try to control me
Yeah, and imma tell you this one quicker, I ain’t got no enemies on the street, cause I’m a killa
Uh, and if you see me smoking chronic chronic, keep ya ass at home cuz ain’t no mo heads going on it on it
But imma sell you this bag though, cause I’m in the game and I play it like Nintendo
And don’t forget about that liquor, once I get that Hypno in me, I might pull the trigger
Yeah, cause I’m smoking on that chronic chronic, sipping on hypnotic-notic,
They will always try to cop it, but no one will ever stop it
Cause I’m smoking on that chronic with hypnotic and I’m blowed back
[Verse 1]
Yeah, roll another blunt, let the smoke rise slow,
Blue in the glass, green burnin’ make it glow,
Life in the fast lane, don’t hit the brakes,
Got too many scars for anybody to mistake.
I don’t flinch, I don’t fold,
Play the game dirty, never do what I’m told,
Bag in my hand, pockets heavy like bricks,
If I sell it to you once, better come with the fix.
[Hook/Chorus – repeat]
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back…
[Verse 2]
Got the city on my back, I ain’t folding, I’m relentless,
Eyes red heavy, vision cloudy but I’m senseless,
Play the game dirty, like controllers with the grease,
Everybody want a piece, but I ain’t never sign a lease.
Pour another shot of that blue with the green,
Hypnotic in my cup, chronic smoke on the scene,
Life ain’t sweet, but my hustle stay mean,
I’m a nightmare, motherfu**er, living out a dream.
Fake friends come around when they smell that smoke,
But I keep ‘em at the door, cut ‘em off like a joke,
Yeah my past too dark, and my future too cold,
But the story that I’m tellin’ worth its weight in gold.
[Hook/Chorus – repeat with ad-libs]
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back (yeah, sip… puff… yeah)
They will always try to cop it but no one will ever stop it
Cause I’m smoking on that chronic with hypnotic and I’m blowed back
[Bridge/Breakdown – whispered, hypnotic cadence]
Sip… puff… load…
Life on the line, that’s the code…
Sip… puff… explode…
Ain’t no love on this road…
[Final Hook/Outro – doubled vocals, heavy ad-libs]
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back (blowed back…)
Smoking on that chronic with hypnotic got me blowed back (blowed back…)
Chronic chronic, hypnotic-notic…
Yeah, I’m blowed back… I’m blowed back…
(fade with ad-libs: “sip… puff… reload…”)
