SMOKE & MIRRORS

Lyrics

[Intro : Eyedress] Plug, Cash Hey, hey, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah Hey, yeah Hey, yeah Hey, yeah Yeah [Verse 1: Eyedress] Run too soon, run too soon, run too soon Get you some money (ooh yea) I've been countin', they see me runnin' I know these niggas bluffin' [?] I know these niggas be stuntin' (Bitch) Huh, huh, aye, smoke and mirrors, all I see Don't tell me you love me, cuz I think that shit just make believe Man I'm trippin' and I'm way too high, I be smokin' on trees I been smokin' near around my gun, I don't trust a thing (Cash) I want Bottega B's and Bentley B's, no roof so they could see I'm goin cuckoo in the coupe like won't you get a load of me Too in control, nah, can't get a hold of me Me in the past, prefer the older me (Cash) [Verse 2 : Na'Kel Smith] Hop in the coupe with a pound of weed He talkin' down so I made him bleed He runnin' down wanna play with me Big racks inside of my jeans Smokin' fronto, that shit stink I put some molly inside of my dreams I got no time, no we cannot link They tappin' in because I'm in the foreign I'm in a benz and you in a Jeep I check the time it's time to glo up Bitches mad because they know us Pussies wearin' fake Chrome Hearts That's some lame shit ain't got no tag You on some fuck shit get out of my face If you around me you gettin' paid [Verse 3 : BoofPaxkMooky] I blew a bag on a bitch (Plug) I just bought Saks in this bitch He gon be mad than a bitch He threw a fit, I don't even know what I did (Plug) He a man but I treat 'em like kid He gon' tell man I know he a pig Everyday I count it back in a flinch One phone I don't pick up for shit (Cash) Three hoes here for me and my friends One call I can reup again Two phones but just one for these bands Everyday I had to put on a trend Bitch bad as hell but she don't eat steak I shoot the rocket launcher at your mans She eat the swag nigga like it's candy She eat the poppers she in like a xanny (Plug) Bitch like YSL she a fan I'm so YSL nigga slatt I spend the whole check make it back Get out the way I don't know what he sayin' Wit this shit, man it's stuck in my head Fresh to death like I'm living dead Outside, niggas stay in the bed Too high, I can't get off the meds What? what? damn Thought I was FA cus I'm grindin This shit so hot boy you had to rewind You come to the spot man he's taking his time I'm at the top 'cause a nigga was caught in his prime I made a way up 'cause I knew it was mine This bitch wanna fuck and she gave me her mind 10 hoes like I'm baggin some dimes