Gaze Daze

Rolling round in a drop top with my nikkas and you know we baked
Looking nice, check our fucking shoes and clothes but we still smelling like some dank
With my woes yelling gang gang cause we high as fuck, we don't think
She be asking if I want some? tell her bitch I'mma take the whole thang

One of those gaze days
Cause we high and we baked
So we gaze all day
One of those gaze days

Rolling round in a drop top with my nikkas and you know we baked
Looking nice, check our fucking shoes and clothes but we still smelling like some dank

Tell your nikkas to behave dawg
Cause my nikkas all don't hesitate dawg
I'mma punch on your fucking face bruh
Cause I gaze all day then I take off
Go to space then never come back dawg
Cause I'm way high to cope, uhm
Cause I change flows like diapers
I'm the shit, I'm on your nerves

ConTrapBute to the game
Wanna do shows for a K
Ten p.m, conscious trip, trapped in the trap with the whole gang
I'm lit with the word play
I'm neat with what I say
I lean when I'm on that drank
She a freak when she on the bed
I'm a beast when I'm on a track
I eat beats like I got the worms
I'm a king when I'm on your girl
And I race fuck on her curves

Wanna trap, get paid
I'mma rap, get laid
Smoke the herb then I gaze
Do this shit with my (Eyy)
Call me Pete for your (Sake)
We outside going in.sane
Want the peace of her (Cake)
Nikkas do it for the fame

Rolling round in a drop top
All these hoes on some crop tops
Fear the most from these trap lords
(And you know we baked)
Gang gang from the hood, gone
Niggas weak yet they still talk
Deep asleep yet I still walk
(Straight to the game)

Rolling round in a drop top with my nikkas and you know we baked
Looking nice, check our fucking shoes and clothes but we still smelling like some dank
With my woes yelling gang gang cause we high as fuck, we don't think
She be asking if I want some? tell her bitch I'mma take the whole thang

One of those gaze daze
Cause we high and we baked
So we gaze all day
One of those gaze days

Rolling round in a drop top with my nikkas and you know we baked
Looking nice, check our fucking shoes and clothes but we still smelling like some dank

Fuck the system, fuck the government
At least y'all we tolerate
Wait up who's calling my phone?
Ohh it's this deal I ain't signing yet
Wait up I don't feel like texting
Bitch please get the message here
She still trying to get a snack
Still trying to lick my caramel

Ohh oh my god, look when we come
Straight in their mouths (Yuh)
Was never lost, I got a call, the music was found
Deep in my thoughts
Deep in the shadows
In for these racks
I never follow
Only on twitter
Bustin these speakers
Shout out my fam
Shout out my stoners
Trapped the trap
Baking these doughnuts
Drinking that cola
We want that coca
Mix it again
Mixing that vodka (Yuh)
Get high again (Yuh)
I'm with my niggas (Yuh)
Roll it again (Yuh, yuh)
Want no new friends (Yuh)
Give me dem bands (Y uh)
They make her dance (Yuh)

What had you thought?
(Thought I was gone)
Well I'm back again with Viper and I
(Score says it's four over none)
We fuck up the game and don't give a fuck
(Told you we don't give a fuck)
We just smoke a plant and talk to the mic
(That's when we pressing record)
We tear it up, leave some tears on your eyes
And get high all day saying please pass the blunt
I reach the sun with my level of hot
I don't break a sweat when I'm taking your slut (Yuh)

Rolling round in a droptop with my nikkas and you know we baked
Looking nice, check our fucking shoes and clothes but we still smelling like some dank
With my woes yelling gang gang cause we high as fuck, we don't think
She be asking if I want some? tell her bitch I'mma take the whole thang

One of those gaze daze
Cause we high and we baked
So we gaze all day
One of those gaze days

Rolling round in a droptop with my nikkas and you know we baked
Looking nice, check our fucking shoes and clothes but we still smelling like some dank



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Writer(s): Sphesihle Moagi
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