4FiF & Broadway

Smoke (Smoke DZA)

Ooh

We done it

We done— no, no, no

Smoke DZA, Smoke DZA

I swear to God this shit is like my superpower

Yeah

Still no one man should have all that sour

Uh

Yet I keep doin' this shit hour after hour

Kush God, bitch

Yeah, you know it's Smoke DZA friendly, the chronic seeds from Cincy

Yeah, we gon' smoke big pot 'til the turkey bags empty

Yeah, you know exactly what this is, don't offend me

Yeah, big **** rollin' up in a Bentley

Yeah, it's the East Coast Snoop, you know my loop

Yeah, R&D through the invisible roof

Yeah, in my tenement hallway

Remember walkin' down Broadway, papi like—

Yeah, back to the block in an OJ

Swear to God shit had me hot all day

Yeah, fast forward, every tour date

Whores smokin' sorbet in Norway

Uh, I just cracked open some small plates

Gelato and Luigi, let 'em fornicate

Yeah, what I'm smokin', shit is strong enough to tranquilize a bear

Uh

You smell that loud in the air? That mean I'm there

You are now listening to the Berlin tape by the Kush God

It's 10/10 worldwide, really fucking cool