[Verse 1: TomArts]
Hi'si bong rips while the defusers catching shit
Too damn crowded someone point me to where the exit is
Lord have mercy just a breath of fresh air
Gets kinda cloudy with all the smoke everywhere
So far up im eating plasma gases
This is for my niggas that skipped classes
Squeezed asses and got money the fastest
My bitch the baddest
Don't be alarmed if she asks where the cash is
We burned bridges of muddy waters
And then turned it into ashes
Dior heels and YSL badges
Fuck matching but my colors never clashing
Young fly and flashy, cut half ya head off like Cassie
911 swag flow so tragic
My bitch got more class than the masters, Now nigga that's swagga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: TomArts]
So I found love finally, I'm inlove with the dynasty
GrassHeads bitch at the top I shall be conquering
Chicks always reminding me of silly things im promising
I was drunk sweetie you shouldn't have minded me
This is too major and ya'll balling minor league
Hip Hop contractor its time for remodeling
The beat is like brail every drum kick is guiding me
Duck the bullshit I'm trying to rebuild the economy
Dumb it down for who nigga?
Sounds of fucking blasphemy, Do you know Sap?
Is what the groupies always asking me
I just say yeah casually and focus on my salary
I laugh and blow smoke at cats Tryna battle me
I just need big butt whores to come saddle me
Smoke doobs and burn calories
Keep it trill and hold it down for me
Fuckboy' im around the finer things
36 chambers as you suffer bee stings/
[Yeah] [Arts]
[Verse 2 Qwon Don]
Im feelin this killin this so into this
Roll a blunt what I spit legit no fixin this
So soulful oldschool slow cruise puts me in my old mode
These niggas is old food So that means you can barf it up two ways
We the new wave flows like two bays
Who says a grasshead can't go corporate put a suit on and drive Porsches
But for now im getting high on porches
Yelling in all black and carrying two torches
Report to me if you wanna know what the source is
Get in the wheel and proceed to where the course is
I think I found love where the hills at
Backroads smoking and speeding where it gets real at
You feels that? Thats the track breathing
We moving forward but you know its come back season
Hi'si bong rips while the defusers catching shit
Too damn crowded someone point me to where the exit is
Lord have mercy just a breath of fresh air
Gets kinda cloudy with all the smoke everywhere
So far up im eating plasma gases
This is for my niggas that skipped classes
Squeezed asses and got money the fastest
My bitch the baddest
Don't be alarmed if she asks where the cash is
We burned bridges of muddy waters
And then turned it into ashes
Dior heels and YSL badges
Fuck matching but my colors never clashing
Young fly and flashy, cut half ya head off like Cassie
911 swag flow so tragic
My bitch got more class than the masters, Now nigga that's swagga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: TomArts]
So I found love finally, I'm inlove with the dynasty
GrassHeads bitch at the top I shall be conquering
Chicks always reminding me of silly things im promising
I was drunk sweetie you shouldn't have minded me
This is too major and ya'll balling minor league
Hip Hop contractor its time for remodeling
The beat is like brail every drum kick is guiding me
Duck the bullshit I'm trying to rebuild the economy
Dumb it down for who nigga?
Sounds of fucking blasphemy, Do you know Sap?
Is what the groupies always asking me
I just say yeah casually and focus on my salary
I laugh and blow smoke at cats Tryna battle me
I just need big butt whores to come saddle me
Smoke doobs and burn calories
Keep it trill and hold it down for me
Fuckboy' im around the finer things
36 chambers as you suffer bee stings/
[Yeah] [Arts]
[Verse 2 Qwon Don]
Im feelin this killin this so into this
Roll a blunt what I spit legit no fixin this
So soulful oldschool slow cruise puts me in my old mode
These niggas is old food So that means you can barf it up two ways
We the new wave flows like two bays
Who says a grasshead can't go corporate put a suit on and drive Porsches
But for now im getting high on porches
Yelling in all black and carrying two torches
Report to me if you wanna know what the source is
Get in the wheel and proceed to where the course is
I think I found love where the hills at
Backroads smoking and speeding where it gets real at
You feels that? Thats the track breathing
We moving forward but you know its come back season
( TomArts )
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