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I'm smokin loud I might go deaf If you take a hit You might be dead I don't know no rules Cuz I am no reff But I smoke this loud Until I go deaf Smoke til I'm deaf I'll smoke till I'm deaf Smoke till I'm deaf I smoke till I'm deaf Till there's nothing left I smoke til I'm deaf smoke Til I'm deaf Smoke til I'm deaf Til there's nothing left This shit right here this shit right here This shit is called deaf This shit is called deaf I smoke til I'm deaf Smoke til I'm deaf Til there's nothing left I smoke til I'm deaf I'll Smoke til I'm deaf Horton heard a what Nada Cuz Horton hit a blunt Shut up Why you tryna stunt Frontin You aint get no money Bitch you aint got nothin I am a fiend Scrounging for roached of weed If I don't get high I'ma freak Punch a wall or punch out your front teeth You see I don't give fucks about you Because you aint give no fucks about me Fuck you and the blood on your T kick my feet on your corps and then roll up some tree I'm smokin loud I might go deaf If you take a hit You might be dead I don't know no rules Cuz I am no reff But I smoke this loud Until I go deaf Smoke til I'm deaf I'll smoke till I'm deaf Smoke till I'm deaf I smoke till I'm deaf Till there's nothing left I smoke til I'm deaf smoke Til I'm deaf Smoke til I'm deaf Til there's nothing left This shit right here this shit right here This shit is called deaf This shit is called deaf I smoke til I'm deaf Smoke til I'm deaf Til there's nothing left I smoke til I'm deaf I'll Smoke til I'm deaf Hello Deaf Deaf Deaf Deaf What you say Deaf Deaf deaf deaf Nigga how you get fired on your day off Smokey Robinson this shit got my ears like way off Ballin like the play offs Got the money then I made off I'm smokin deaf Trippy but they see me and they only yellin flex All I do is count thats why I'm comin for your neck For the set I yell basement Corona Backwood and fiji water placements I can't trust a fake bitch Hit em with the stunner cuz they stone cold rattle snakin I'm blanking I'm blanking What the fuck did I smoke But they aint talkin to me cuz I can't hear a note And I hope if I float I'll get my hearing back you know Go with the flow you know Keep on blowin on this dro you know Yo wob Yo WObi Waddup Trip I'm finna trip I'm off the shits but you know I'm tryna lay up with a bitch and hit lay ups on these hoe's I'm tryna ball till that referee call a foul to the death of me But I don't pander Hillary Lewnskiy on my phone

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from Who's Smokin' in the Baffroom, released April 20, 2021
Primary Artist: Tawobi
Primary Artist: Lord Trippy
Lyricist: Tawobi
Lord Trippy
Mastering Engineer: Ryan Schwabe
Mixing Engineer: Justin Miller
Producer: OVRTHNK
Songwriter: Tawobi
Lord Trippy

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Tawobi Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Originally from the Mt. Airy neighborhood of Philadelphia Tawobi returned to the city in 2015 after a 2 year stay at St. Johns University. Inspired by artists like Outkast, E40, Fiona Apple and Marilyn Manson. Since dropping out Tawobi’s life has been a full on roller coaster of odd jobs, home studios, evictions, hustling, heroin addicts, schizophrenics and recording recording recording. ... more

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