Lyrics

Smoke 'til I'm lifeless All the ice is drippin' when the lights hit (Bling bling) 5 a.m., I work the night shift (Graveyard) I got two main girls and a side chick (Pretty bitches) Pop's old van in the driveway (Driveway) Think about ma', drunk on Broadway Light it up, what it taste like? Lemonade, when it's made right (Yeah) These J's ain't out yet (Nope) Call my shoe plug, two or three ounces Bag full of cash, so much I don't count it Thought I lost my mind, but I just found it (Crazy) New watch, I'm clownin' (Ooh) OGs, outta town 'em! Keep the wire for the breakdown I'm paranoid, I'm waitin' for the shakedown (Fed boys) Baby so fly with the headlight Kiss a few times, tell her get the bread right Wake up, smoke 'til I pass out (Pass out) Only pick the phone up if the bitch cash out (True) Face down with the ass out Live so fast, what that 'bout? (I don't know) Really, I don't care, I'm a millionaire You smell the cookie smoke, all in the air, Berner Really they don't smoke like me I don't really share Really they don't smoke like me 20 joints in the air Really they don't smoke like me I don't really share Really they don't smoke like me 20 joints in the air Had to let a pound go (Pound go) I miss what it felt like in the drought y'all (Dope boy) OG from the dope game (Dope game) Five drunk bitches on cocaine Whole studio up smoked out, find yo own lane (Own lane) I'm so loaded in the slow lane Yeah, I get busy, with yo main plug with me I ain't slept in a week, blue bills so crispy Had to bounce back though Rap money too damn slow Kill 'em with the Xan flow Pull up in a Lambo 42 a piece if I get em to Atlanta I didn't wanna kill 'em so I hit 'em with the handle Blood drippin' on my camo 20 grand stuffed in the candelar Metal cans, yeah I up like a vandal (6-40) Tell 'em get the cash right Really I don't act right Sprite same color as a black light Tell 'em that the bag light (Bag light) And Bern don't want it Roll the snowman, with snowman on it Gin, no tonic, cash, no wallet R.I.P Nice, we gon' keep ballin' And smokin' all this weed Really they don't smoke like me I don't really share Really they don't smoke like me 20 joints in the air Really they don't smoke like me I don't really share Really they don't smoke like me 20 joints in the air 20 joints in the air 20 joints in the air
Writer(s): 0, Gilbert Anthony Jr Milam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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