Smokin' and Ridin' (feat. Freddie Gibbs & Problem)

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

I left my love in San Francisco with ten pounds of indo

I put her on the road with the work,

Told her hold that first, we gonna cash out, get mo'

Down from the jump, hand on the pump, she my shotgun rider

If a **** want funk, throw 'em in the trunk

Burn him up, pass my lighter

Smokin' on killa, straight casualties

When your weed like Mickey and Mallory

A pimp ****, bitch ****, yeah, I gotta be

A broke bitch fuck with my allergies

(Phoow!) Damn Fred, God Bless you

These **** and these hoes can't stress you

A sack of the good, rollin' the wood, ain't no pressure

I got money on my mind,

Dopeheads on the line

Police tryna hit me but they miss me every time

'Bout to smoke it right, pourin' up a pint

Police tryna hit me but they miss me every time

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

The gangsta gibbs and we cruising down these ghetto streets

You checkin' out his trials, seeing how they be

His cup full of pink, mines full of brown

And you know that's us coming down the block

When you hear that sound

Right now I'm smoking with Gibbs but girl I'm thinking 'bout you

Then I smoke some more with Problem too

And when we done smoking, I'm tryna get to you baby, baby

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin' (When I see you girl you know we gon' be)

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Half a zip of that cali-flower

Every time I write rhymes in first class

New Rollie on, that's how I define high times

Long way from them drive-bys

Them ratchet hoes and them drug dealers

Bougie party need fifty plus

I'm bringing ratchet hoes and all drug dealers

R-N-S, I love ****

Almost more than I love weed

Body shots, I see bloods bleed

Once returned to hood they said blood leave

That's how they showed me they loved me

I thank 'em whenever I smash off

Drop some bread in my cash vault

Then hit the block and drop a half off

Smoke with me, roll it up

Money stacks getting Kobe tall

My young rider hit his first lick

We celebrate even though he wrong

Tree and drank keep keep me calm,

Stay focused on what I need to do

I'm the one, there's no need for two

I breathe the block, if you bleed the truth

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'

Smokin' and ridin'