Secondhand Smoke

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[Intro] Ayy I'm back in my bag, okay I'm back in my bag, okay He back in his Ohh Bag, okay He back in his bag, okay I'm back in my bag, okay Huh [Chorus] Okay, this beat hot, came from Arizona Need space like it's Corona One deep, 'cause I'm still a loner Too high, no Marijuana Want smoke like I'm a stoner I'm good on every corner They say my flow go both ways It's just like Travis Hunter (Okay, huh) I gotta learn these boys a lesson My new car, it slide electric I grew up, got tired of stressin' Broke my phone got tired of textin' But I make sure you get the message You not with me, find the exit (Hee, hee) [Verse] Okay, thеy steady cappin' I'm like John the Baptist In that watеr, I make magic happen Tell 'em, "Stop the yappin'" I was poppin' way before the rappin This just make me happy They put switches on them sticks He hit so quick, he ain't even know it happen (Arr) I say this that street gospel (So different) I ain't like no other I'm the one that they call on (Who that is?) I'm Jesus brother Pick me up when I fall down (Real love) Now you in trouble Big faith, knock walls down (Boom, boom), yeah Okay, left me for dead, now I'm back at they head Find the exit if you ain't with us My enemy be scared Screamin', "Devil get up off of me" Like Boosie when I say it We been spinnin', lookin' for the one that Say they want my head, huh [Chorus] Okay, this beat hot, came from Arizona Need space like it's Corona One deep, 'cause I'm still a loner Too high, no Marijuana Want smoke like I'm a stoner I'm good on every corner They say my flow go both ways It's just like Travis Hunter (Okay, huh) I gotta learn these boys a lesson My new car, it slide electric I grew up, got tired of stressin' Broke my phone got tired of textin' But I make sure you get the message You not with me, find the exit (Hee, hee)
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