Šmoking & Drïving
Aye
Let's go
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD, wake up till tomorrow
Fuck it, I'll eat me a bar
I see the hate, they mad I'm a star
My diamonds near but I'm far
I got the weed I smoke out the jar
Weed on me smell like a fart
Roll in the wood don't fuck with the gar
Fuck it I need me a broad
Yeah we can have a Manaj
Three cars you see in garage
Everything real ain't nothing Facade
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD wake up till tomorrow
Nah, I'm not on the moon
I'm in space, and you know I'm on mars
You know I'm not with the drama
Clip on my gun like a comma
They pulling up deep in the hummer
How much on your head it's a hunnid
Designer boots on me like the country
I smoke hell of weed for my conscience
He talking hell of shit, his mouth he running
No no, don't diss nobody cause you knew we all coming
Yeah we coming deep
Yeah we coming deep
Big B's on my feet
Yeaaaa
Big B's on my feet
Hey you already know
Know about me
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD, wake up till tomorrow
Fuck it, I'll eat me a bar
I see the hate, they mad I'm a star
My diamonds near but I'm far
I got the weed I smoke out the jar
Weed on me smell like a fart
Roll in the wood don't fuck with the gar
Fuck it I need me a broad
Yeah we can have a Manaj
Three cars you see in garage
Everything real ain't nothing Facade
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD wake up till tomorrow
Nah, I'm not on the moon
I'm in space, and you know I'm on mars
Let's go
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD, wake up till tomorrow
Fuck it, I'll eat me a bar
I see the hate, they mad I'm a star
My diamonds near but I'm far
I got the weed I smoke out the jar
Weed on me smell like a fart
Roll in the wood don't fuck with the gar
Fuck it I need me a broad
Yeah we can have a Manaj
Three cars you see in garage
Everything real ain't nothing Facade
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD wake up till tomorrow
Nah, I'm not on the moon
I'm in space, and you know I'm on mars
You know I'm not with the drama
Clip on my gun like a comma
They pulling up deep in the hummer
How much on your head it's a hunnid
Designer boots on me like the country
I smoke hell of weed for my conscience
He talking hell of shit, his mouth he running
No no, don't diss nobody cause you knew we all coming
Yeah we coming deep
Yeah we coming deep
Big B's on my feet
Yeaaaa
Big B's on my feet
Hey you already know
Know about me
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD, wake up till tomorrow
Fuck it, I'll eat me a bar
I see the hate, they mad I'm a star
My diamonds near but I'm far
I got the weed I smoke out the jar
Weed on me smell like a fart
Roll in the wood don't fuck with the gar
Fuck it I need me a broad
Yeah we can have a Manaj
Three cars you see in garage
Everything real ain't nothing Facade
Smoking & driving the car
I might OD wake up till tomorrow
Nah, I'm not on the moon
I'm in space, and you know I'm on mars
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