Lyrics

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Twist Backwoods and blow Dutchies, smoke luxury Nigga flow been ugly, since [?] Niggas can't fuck with me, damn near made Rugby Backtrack if your memory's fuzzy Hate it or love me, I'm hot, rollin' back the [?] He pass the pot, smoke grass a lot Seen good energy, good vibes and Whether in the hood or on a good island Everybody raps, everybody wilin' Smooth roads never made good drivers Clear skies never made good pilots Smoke DZA, nigga, only one and I'm him Big nigga with the Stans on KushedGodzilla, crush everything my hand's on Pillow talkin', give that nigga some tampons This real shit, real for 'em [Verse 2] Tax free Dark drink, a [?] and Jack D Johnny Walker, only sippin' if it's Blue Label All my niggas is toastin', we at the cool table Out of town rates Music or the drugs, you know I'm around bass Templates, no I do those cars The black Jeep mean but the 2 door hard Still sellin' all this [?], God I just caught a flight, had to serve Bruno Mars I stay clean Sick of [?] some shades, I'm James Dean If I'm eatin', we eatin', the same team I got chinky eyed bitches that model from Beijing Drug dealer, I was born that Stay around keys and drums, now where my horns at? [Verse 3] Cohiba in my ash tray Ridin' shotgun is my Cuban She only here on the visa though I told her to tell the feds she a student It's only right cause she give me brain She love a fly nigga so I dress plain I could fuck around and fly into the towers Started off on 50 cent, now I got power Now I got powder, heron and sour Plus the MAC-11 for these mothafuckin' cowards Young shortstop, look they're runnin' to the base If you fuck my money up you get a gun up in your face The beat knockin', streets watchin' And my block forever hot, ain't no heat droppin' It's get money or die, ain't no three options You're bitch'll get my niggas off, she like 3 cock, Lins Lo