Smoke Strong

Ayy, I'm in this bitch like

I'm, I'm rollin' up right now, you heard me?

(Hzrd went crazy on that motherfucker)

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)

I got money, I got hundreds

I keep a pole on my waist

I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

In this bitch like I done gone mad

Smokin' on that strong pack

Look, you gon' get your dome snatched

You know that I'm on that

No, she cannot hit, might keep movin' her big booty ass

All in my crib like she wan' move in, must want me to smash

Hold on, hit the gates, broad day, time to smash, ah, ah

Take off his face, SRT, hit the gas

Gone, almost home now, they was on our ass

Never mind, I'm paranoid, know I do that bad

Light my Backwood up

I'm in the backwoods up in Utah smokin' Cali stuff

Come to the backwoods, you get hogtied, no playin' with us

Don't care 'bout wherе I'm at long as I'm strapped, just know I'm comfortable

Tryna push your shit back, you gon' get clappеd soon as you come for us

If I say step, then they gon' step on somethin'

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)

I got money, I got hundreds

I keep a pole on my waist

I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

Back up in that Nawfside, city known as Jigga City

My people see me outside, four-deep in that Honda Civic

Try to speak, don't even waste time 'cause they know right now I'm on business

Bought that stolo right from Mr. Ratchet

Broke with nothin' 'cause ain't catch nothin' up in it, bah

Gotta catch my cut, but I got fifty grand y'all gon' split up

Oh, I'ma get the nigga, whack his ass, make him bite the dust

You know I'm too official, been doin' this shit since the first bitch said it's up

I want them pallbearers and gravediggers, smoke opps, increase they health

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)

I got money, I got hundreds

I keep a pole on my waist

I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

Bitch, it's Big Lil Top in another car, I'm like ah

Go to him, be the hype, he ask me: What's the type? And I'm like: Wow

Plenty racks, pit stop, hit the I, burn out tires

It go down, then you just drive

I'm out the roof lettin' off that fire

She one hundred, she get hired

Bitch, stack that money in a pile

Just walk around, let me smack your ass

Bitch, take control, don't be a child

Hold on, Top say: I want twenty hoes inside this house

Steal out my place, we put twenty poles inside your mind

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)

I got money, I got hundreds

I keep a pole on my waist

I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah