Embers

Blunt ash flicking dropping them embers where I step
Don't go lookin I might just turn your whole vibe red
They cant smoke they all dead
She gonna smoke then drop the neck
5 in the chamber red dead
Finger flip them tech deck

Blunt ash flicking
What I got in my system
Fuck around be a victim
All these pounds its a sickness
I got smoke, I got smoke
Watch me make that boy a roach
Beat it up, 12 gauge buck
We outside come test your luck
Magazine tucked in the back of the rolla
Got a blotter just chillin on the tip of my tongue
Any wrong moves and my partner gonna move
Got the semi automatic one round you done
Rollin in a all black casket I make them all backflip
Smoking on opps I might smoke me a ton
I might go stupid and buy me a thump
I'm going stupid when she back it up
Up my funds, up my funds
3.5 up in in a blunt
I just smoked what he earnt
Dropping them embers where we lurk
All black rags around my head
We stay wrapped up like a burka
I get busy till they dead
And I got ash all on my parka
Huh?

When I step like who's him
Like laugh on my back
Like move them
Like keep it straight like a broke limb
Like fuck all of that I do not care
Please get the fuck out my face
If we opposing
Like smoke out the gas bitch Im dosing
Like shout out the block we are frozen
Like bitch please drop the emotion
Uh
We gonna ball
Fuck all these hoes
Yeah
I'm on my grind like fuck all the acting
If we gonna fall
I'm backing my bros
I don't back y'all like fuck all the lacking
If they gone post
Board up the coast
I don't fuck with your bitch I'm a bad kid
Don't call my phone
We do the most
Y'all in a loop motherfuckers
Y'all broken

Blunt ash flicking dropping them embers where I step
Don't go lookin I might just turn your whole vibe red
They cant smoke they all dead
She gonna smoke then drop the neck
5 in the chamber red dead
Finger flip them tech deck



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Writer(s): Sam Arnedo
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