Haris - The Final Episode lyrics

[Verse 1: Rao] Time flies,sh** dies Everybody put your hands up in the sky You should burnt it up Like a hoe just turn it up Like this crowd just pimpin' it up A lollipop she start lickin' it up Fed up with your miopic romance Need somethin' new feelings can dance Leave the dark, hit the floor hard Somethin' gorgeous must start A fine rhyme just got craft For the peeps thinkin' they got bold Just watch us how we roll We're in the game not like the old times We're not the same Got in the business no time for excuses that are lame Thinkin' I'm in love, no I'm above My heart flies like an innocent dove Dirty mind with a good heart A combination that everybody loves to be a part Whole world in a gangsta's hand Lots of bucks in the band No time for sh** to land Get up,Get up,Get up and bang That's how we roll with the homies That's how we hang That's how we plan to be on the fast lane [Verse 2: Haris] Tune in to the final episode Lots of weed got pounds of smoke Ridin' around the town dripped in gold Look inside my heart and you'll find it cold Colder than a freezer My n***as packed with the draco smokin' reefer n***a what you wear is way more cheaper No one feels your sh** me neither n***a's from L.R.E. took cla**es from the D.R.E Hopin' to make it B.I.G Smokin kush, rollin blunts that's OG Goin to the club drinks on me That bump in the trunk baby show me Smoke weed everyday that's stoney Play The Next Episode get started Let's party everybody!!! You got me feelin' some type type of way Creepin' in the night vanish in the day Heezy Houdini playin' tricks for the play You know I'm just in it for the pay Effin' A! [Verse 3: Haris & Rao] It's about time to commit the crime Smoke on the board I'm rollin the dice Drippin' drippin' drippin' water drippin' from ice Ya'll n***as ain't worth my time Yeah I'm damn sure We about to go on a grand tour Hit you with the back stroke Thuggin' from the back door Still gettin' the chills All about the k**s Never got a n***a carin' about feels in the hills And forget about that I'm speakin' the truth n***as feelin' cla**y by wearin' a suit Now gimme the loot before i come and shoot I told ya'll before its all about the gin and juice Ridin' through the skies seems like I'm high Thinkin bout how I'm poppin' How i shockin' How i rockin' How i throw stacks in my bag Like hittin' a jackpot on a crackspot Everybody shocks rhymes gonna pop There's no time to stop Show your moves on the floor On these rumbling words that roll Gangsta in these feelin's have to be explore [Outro] : That's The Final Episode!!!!