Humo En La Trampa 3 (feat. Phul King Fu, Yoga Fire, Dee, Fntxy, Cozy Cuz, Akasha & Big Soto)

I'm really high, I can't see anymore
Here I bring the hash that you want to smell
Pounds of mimosa that are not for sale
They're for the personal ones who smoke the cream
Pure marijuana straight from the Top Shelf
High as a kite, drowned like a fish
Always for the money, never for the fame
Inside the grinder, of various strains (Hmm, yeah)
Puff, puff, pass, about three and I pass it to Fana
Give yourself a train of the cream of the cream of marijuana
I don't need anything if I have weed
Maybe a dab and a shot of Hennessy

I just look for the torch to light up another dab
I have more, put more, I have weed, I have wax
Cozy Cuz, Yoga Fire, Fntxy, Phul King Fu, Alemán
Toke toke and another toke, make yourself another 2 but really fat
Puncture one, but put keef on it, put clear and also put hash
In my backpack the stash and in my pocket my cash
All day all night with my weed always high

I close my eyes and slowly enter the space inside me
I'm not looking for anything, everything flows perfectly like Tai Chi
A thick layer of white smoke guides my steps straight to you
And if I drift away, smoke signals show me the way I lost
Oh shit, beginning without end, complex tests of the Shaolin temple
Life is like this, everything is like this, from the dense to the subtle
I learned it by burning the green, lowering the ego, raising the ki
With closed eyes, I didn't fall asleep, it's because of how strong the weed hits

You already know why I came, smoking every weekend
I go on trips every weekend, this flow defines me
Even your girl comes and asks me, with the weed well trippy
All Polo every time she looks at me, the smoke every time she breathes
I always smoke excessively, a known addict
Before getting by to live, now I almost made a million
The bills are the reason, I smoke and stay calm
Now I have enough to buy a kilo, we keep doing it fine

I inhale the smoke, the bad goes away, now I feel better
I've given everything, I've fought, if you see me celebrating it's because I'm a champion
Look for me, I'm in the sky, pure weed no ice, pure beautiful model
They like my cholo look, I'm the boss, cold heart, Polo
My people don't leave me alone, doing it really cool
Keep moving your ass, she likes how I stimulate her
Keep raising the smoke, pure Holy cream in my lungs

I always like to be seen on the phone
Watching the green burn on the paper
When they ask me if it's sacred like that
Light me up again, baby, I'm already motivated
A couple of unfaithful ones, the smoke on the walls
It's almost dawn, it smells like Gold Berry here
Sex and Burberry, low and belly
Playing call or booty, with all that you have
A lot of weed in the container, it's the one Berner gave me
Nothing stops me from flying, always paying fines in hotels

I smoke my demons, he wants my pussy
Daddy, that's obvious and he asks for more
That hate never entered, he paints me even in oil
Summer and autumn, I keep flying
I don't get tired of counting and counting all this money I'm going to multiply
Smoke in the trap 3 in the Homegrown, if they show the horn I'll pull it
The Sun enlightens me and I see thousands, the smoke elevates me and I see thousands more

I smoke one while the smoke raises, the buttocks move
I live on Neptune, I heal with weed and mommies in motels
They call me cool daddy, what do you want, they give me everything I ask for, yeah
Lover of bandits, yeah, those who walk with me, yeah
The asses that model me, they're all runway woo
They want weed that burns, they want to be set on fire woo
Streetwise but elegant, that's how I am
Now on my neck I have diamonds like Floyd