Gaspar Yanga

Ayo, D Smoke
 Man, why don't you represent the 'Wood one time, could you please?
 Supa Good Smi-doke
 D-S-M-O-K-E, bitch, it's official
 I got these other niggas in quite a dill of a pickle
 'Cause they bitch want me to pour champagne drip off the nipples
 Get off, kick off the party, lift off and piss off the people
 Who kiss up to the establishment, haven't you seen they ego?
 Like me, no
 I used to do this shit 'cause I loved it, busted for free though
 I still do this shit for the love, but add another zero
 A hero, in my city I'm Diddy mixed with Rico
 Strong, I throw this dick at my lady like it's a free throw
 Long time, me love you, designed by heat and struggle
 With poem rhymes, I bubble, I grind these motherfuckers
 They never seen nothin' like me
 Where your roots run?
 Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)
 We can do somethin'
 Bro keep talkin' that shit, you just might move somethin'
 Apply that pressure (pressure), pressure, pressure, pressure
 Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
 Am I wrong for puttin' us on? You would if you could
 In my zone, they leave me alone, I'm good in the 'Wood
 Grey poupon, it's in the cologne, my foot on your jug'
 Throwin' stones, you never atone, now look at you
 Supero mitos, rico
 Jugando ese juego with the cheat code
 Las salud es llave, vengo de grandes principios
 Hidrando my body, wake up and throw back a Zico
 Hop up in the morning, get a waffle at the Roscoes on Manchester
 I ain't gotta head to Pico
 Aunque soy sano no puedo decirlo de mis hermanos
 Si andan tirados, turn you into chorizo, we go
 Stupid, man, it's ludicrous (ludicrous)
 Give my girl a kiss and start playin' all in her uterus, zero
 People did it like me before, the world is new to this
 Red City, nigga, plenty homies in the blue division
 I did my homework and my rudiments
 I made my dome work and stayed true to all my hooligans
 Now I travel where I want regardless of the destination
 And if you don't know your way, you just might need an invitation
 Where your roots run?
 Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)
 We can do somethin'
 Bro keep talkin' that shit, you just might move somethin'
 Apply that pressure (pressure), pressure, pressure, pressure
 Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure