Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
smokedope2016
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Smoke G Dope
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
smokedope2016
Producer
Lyrics
Go and Google it, lil' bitch, I'm really him
I get this money quick, get pistol whipped
By a dude in plaid cargos, posted up for a flick
And I'm innocent
They tried to give me time for the hell of it
Gotta roll a hundred bands up before I fucking quit
Fuck a wannabe
I'm spazzing out, you can't do it like me
You don't really wanna fucking fight me
I get checks like I work for Nike
Got poles where the fucking light beam
You still dress like a hypebeast
I'm the shit, you gonna try to wipe me
G-Shock is the fucking timepiece
You's a pussy like a fucking Siamese
I can't lace my shoes, I stay tripping out the house
Hoe, cut off all the fake friends
Peacefully smoke loud, bro
You can't get a placement
Don't you DM my phone
I got two phones anyway
Each for different timezones
Blinded by diamonds, need Lasik, got cataracts
When I fall off, know I can bring it back
I'm in the trap, in the function with big racks
With a big sub', bitch, it's a Big Mac
FPSRussia, blowing shit like your mother
I cannot trust you, I cannot trust her
Gotta go undercover
You can't live this life
You ain't putting work
You ain't sacrifice
It can't change overnight
It won't change overnight
Three years 'til I seen the light
Writer(s): Smoke G Dope
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