Larry Bird

They really want the smoke with me
I guess there is no chance at peace
No I cant go to the police
They know im here to run the streets
If and when I show my piece
I set your mind right at ease
Wait for the flash and say cheese
Your picture on white shirts, oh please

They really want the smoke with me
I guess there is no chance at peace
No I cant go to the police
They know im here to run the streets
If and when I show my piece
I set your mind right at ease
Wait for the flash and say cheese
Your picture on white shirts, oh please

Call me Larry Bird im a shooter from Indiana
I do my own thing I dont belong to a colored bandana
I still got ties to those with clips like bananas
They go gorilla with seven six twos hope you can handle

The kay light them up I call it my candle
Its a Draco my homies thought it was a vandal
So casual Im in sandals
If you get this front dont mishandle
I dont do well with scandals
Remember why I call it my candle

They really want the smoke with me
I guess there is no chance at peace
No I cant go to the police
They know im here to run the streets
If and when I show my piece
I set your mind right at ease
Wait for the flash and say cheese
Your picture on white shirts, oh please

They really want the smoke with me
I guess there is no chance at peace
No I cant go to the police
They know im here to run the streets
If and when I show my piece
I set your mind right at ease
Wait for the flash and say cheese
Your picture on white shirts, oh please

Dont try to flex on me with your walmart jeans
My momma always told me to enjoy my greens
Ounce a day I dont think this what she means
Pops always told me there's a leader inside my genes

So I got plugs selling under me like machines
I can sell you everything but the vaccines
Out of country plugs sending from the Philippines
When I talk coco I dont talk about the beans

They really want the smoke with me
I guess there is no chance at peace
No I cant go to the police
They know im here to run the streets
If and when I show my piece
I set your mind right at ease
Wait for the flash and say cheese
Your picture on white shirts, oh please

They really want the smoke with me
I guess there is no chance at peace
No I cant go to the police
They know im here to run the streets
If and when I show my piece
I set your mind right at ease
Wait for the flash and say cheese
Your picture on white shirts, oh please



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Writer(s): Brian Crank
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