Smoke

Lyrics

I be so gone
 Chillin' in the clubs
 What you don't know won't hurt you
 And I be gone, I be gone
 Wake up in the morning and I'm twisting blunts
 Everyday I'm getting money this is not a stunt
 I'm SOD money ganging till the day I go
 Got money all up in my clothes
 Got money all up on the floor
 Big bang rose ye big bang rose, Louie this and Gucci that
 Artifacts, lots of tests
 Lots of money and alot of stacks
 They check me out we done through that
 They cash you out we went through that
 Stay with the stacks and stay with the cash
 Got them plex same rolplex
 Rolling up with that magazine with my face up on the cover
 Bitches on my dick man I get 'em like no other
 Swag got the space, swag ye I made that
 But shout out to Lil B that's my nigga we gon' swag
 Pull up drop my tank, pull up I got bands
 You already know what's up with me SOD to the end
 Came up out the base world, smoking with a base girl
 Riding through the city and I'm feeling out of space girl
 Take you to another world I take you to another planet
 We get so high up in this bitch that you can't stand up
 We get so high up in this bitch that you can't stand up
 And she just wanna smoke and fuck
 And she just wanna smoke and fuck
 So nigga I just roll it up
 So nigga I just roll it up
 So nigga I just roll it
 She just wanna smoke and fuck
 She just wanna smoke and fuck
 So you know I roll it up
 So you know I roll it up
 I be cashed out walking out the mall
 With a whole lot of Versace and Barberi, Chanel, Ermez, Bill
 Whatever is whatever
 I'm getting money I make it rain and change the weather
 I'm out of space on a space ship we cross a million
 If you can buy it try it, I'm 'bout to start a riot
 Gold on my bracelet and gold in my rings
 I put gold and diamonds on every chain

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Duration
02:35
Key
1
Tempo
148 BPM

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