$ M O K E
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Aye aye aye!
Aye aye aye
Luis too Thrill
I been steady smoking on OG
I'm to ill
Diamonds dancing all on Me
Check the Skill
I'm gone Burn out on the street
Benji Bills
Gettin money on repeat
Might just roll up with the Team
In that presidential Suit
Bad Bitch Rolling Swisher sweets
My Aroma sour Dee
And the Harvest Flowering
I just sparked
Now I'm flapping on my wings
Foreign Parked
Smoking on these stingers like a Bee
Push to start
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
(Lui$ too thrill, Lui$ too Thrill, Lui$ too Thrill, Lui$ too Thrill)
Aye, Aye, Aye
GRIPPIN HEAT, while my necklace on that Freeze
Not yo average, swear to Jesus I'm gone Squeeze
Ain't no prayer I'm gone put em on both knees
Then I'm takin off and my foreign got no keys
Pedal to the metal means the spaceship set to go
Feeling Homicidal so I'm scheming with the Bro's
Strictly territorial all the C-four finna Blow
Free the homie Krow, you already know, steady counting all the dough
G.O.D finna execute the Foe
Going toe to toe, with the demons down below
White bitch yellow bone
Doing angels in the snow
Haven't slept in 24, I think the feds be at the door
Listening with futuristic drones
I just pray the lord to keep my Soul
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Shout out juicy J! Smoking on Juicy J Papers and shit, shout out shout out
(Daygo, Daygo, Daygo, Daygo)
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Aye aye aye!
Aye aye aye
Luis too Thrill
I been steady smoking on OG
I'm to ill
Diamonds dancing all on Me
Check the Skill
I'm gone Burn out on the street
Benji Bills
Gettin money on repeat
Might just roll up with the Team
In that presidential Suit
Bad Bitch Rolling Swisher sweets
My Aroma sour Dee
And the Harvest Flowering
I just sparked
Now I'm flapping on my wings
Foreign Parked
Smoking on these stingers like a Bee
Push to start
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
I'm gone hop up on the stingray and a Beam
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
(Lui$ too thrill, Lui$ too Thrill, Lui$ too Thrill, Lui$ too Thrill)
Aye, Aye, Aye
GRIPPIN HEAT, while my necklace on that Freeze
Not yo average, swear to Jesus I'm gone Squeeze
Ain't no prayer I'm gone put em on both knees
Then I'm takin off and my foreign got no keys
Pedal to the metal means the spaceship set to go
Feeling Homicidal so I'm scheming with the Bro's
Strictly territorial all the C-four finna Blow
Free the homie Krow, you already know, steady counting all the dough
G.O.D finna execute the Foe
Going toe to toe, with the demons down below
White bitch yellow bone
Doing angels in the snow
Haven't slept in 24, I think the feds be at the door
Listening with futuristic drones
I just pray the lord to keep my Soul
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
They gone find me hella stoned
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Smoked Out Lowked out Ridin with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes Man and aim it a your skull
Shout out juicy J! Smoking on Juicy J Papers and shit, shout out shout out
(Daygo, Daygo, Daygo, Daygo)
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Writer(s): Luis Jaen
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