Al-Doe - Leana Horns lyrics

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Twist Backwoods and blow Dutchies, smoke luxury n***a flow been ugly, since [?] n***as can't f** with me, damn near made Rugby Backtrack if your memory's fuzzy Hate it or love me, I'm hot, rollin' back the [?] He pa** the pot, smoke gra** a lot Seen good energy, good vibes and Whether in the hood or on a good island Everybody raps, everybody wilin' Smooth roads never made good drivers Clear skies never made good pilots Smoke DZA, n***a, only one and I'm him Big n***a with the Stans on KushedGodzilla, crush everything my hand's on Pillow talkin', give that n***a some tampons This real sh**, real for 'em [Verse 2] Tax free Dark drink, a [?] and Jack D Johnny Walker, only sippin' if it's Blue Label All my n***as is toastin', we at the cool table Out of town rates Music or the d**, you know I'm around ba** Templates, no I do those cars The black Jeep mean but the 2 door hard Still sellin' all this [?], God I just caught a flight, had to serve Bruno Mars I stay clean Sick of [?] some shades, I'm James Dean If I'm eatin', we eatin', the same team I got chinky eyed b**hes that model from Beijing Drug dealer, I was born that Stay around keys and drums, now where my horns at? [Verse 3] Cohiba in my ash tray Ridin' shotgun is my Cuban She only here on the visa though I told her to tell the feds she a student It's only right cause she give me brain She love a fly n***a so I dress plain I could f** around and fly into the towers Started off on 50 cent, now I got power Now I got powder, heron and sour Plus the MAC-11 for these mothaf**in' cowards Young shortstop, look they're runnin' to the base If you f** my money up you get a gun up in your face The beat knockin', streets watchin' And my block forever hot, ain't no heat droppin' It's get money or die, ain't no three options You're b**h'll get my n***as off, she like 3 co*k, Lins Lo