Lyrics

[Intro] What's up, y'all? My name is Wax, this is my band The Hollywood Bigshots (Yeah) Y'all good? Everybody good out here? Yeah Thanks for having us, Sugarshack, this one's called "Limousine" Let's go Kush, you ready? [Chorus] Smoke 'em if you got 'em We came to the top all the way from the bottom And I'm just tryna to count my blessings I wouldn't leave here to go to Heaven in a flying limousine Limousine A goddamn flying limousine In a flying limousine Limousine I wouldn't leave here to go to Heaven in a flying limousine [Verse 1] Uh, I'm by the fire, Hugh Hefner-esque Feeling like I just found a huge treasure chest Used to never sweat death, now I trip about it This life's too good for me to even live without it It's so surreal And it ain't about the dough or the deal Its about the feeling in your soul that you feel When that little feeling in your soul becomes real Lady luck crept up on me like a crazy fuck Tapped me with her wand on the shoulder as a way of making up For the tears that have poured, the years I've endured When anxiety and fear left me floored (Uh) The stress would creep from down under like koala bears Had me grittin' my teeth and pulling out my noggin hairs But now through some type of dumb luck I've come up and I'm awestruck by my surroundings [Chorus] Ayy, so smoke 'em if you got 'em We came to the top all the way from the bottom And I'm just tryna count my blessings I wouldn't leave here to go to Heaven in a flying limousine Limousine A goddamn flying limousine In a flying limousine Limousine I wouldn't leave here to go to Heaven in a flying limousine [Verse 2] Uh, so never say never The pain from the past makes the pleasure way better You gotta feel the lowest lows to get the highest highs Blow your nose, dry your eyes Open roads waitin' and it's time to drive Isn't it scenic after All the world's small why you tryna see it faster? Beautiful woman hitchhiking while you're speeding past her Pick her up and take a visit in the greener pastures The road of life's bumpy like cobblestone Pothole, problem prone Seatbelt diggin' in your collar bone (Woo) But you are not alone Standstill traffic even in the no stopping zone The slow lane will never be your own lane So merge left and get the ugh off the road, mane (Uh) Me and EOM are in our own plane Look directly up and see us at the window saying [Chorus] Smoke 'em if you got 'em We came to the top all the way from the bottom And I'm just tryna count my blessings I wouldn't leave here to go to Heaven in a flying limousine Limousine A goddamn flying limousine In a flying limousine Limousine A goddamn flying limousine A flying limousine A limousine A goddamn flying limousine A flying limousine Limo-limo-limo-limo-la-la-la-la-limousine, ayy Limousine, ah A goddamn flying limousine A flying limousine A limousine A goddamn flying limousine A flying limousine A goddamn flying limousine A flying limousine I wouldn't leave here to go to Heaven in a flying limousine [Outro] Ayy, ayy, ayy, alright Sugarshack, what up? What up people? Man, people are out here doin' it