[Verse 1: TomArts]
Hi'si bong rips while the defusers catching sh**
Too damn crowded someone point me to where the exit is
Lord have mercy just a breath of fresh air
Gets kinda cloudy with all the smoke everywhere
So far up im eating plasma gases
This is for my n***as that skipped cla**es
Squeezed a**es and got money the fastest
My b**h the baddest
Don't be alarmed if she asks where the cash is
We burned bridges of muddy waters
And then turned it into ashes
Dior heels and YSL badges
f** matching but my colors never clashing
Young fly and flashy, cut half ya head off like Ca**ie
911 swag flow so tragic
My b**h got more cla** than the masters, Now n***a that's swagga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: TomArts]
So I found love finally, I'm inlove with the dynasty
Gra**Heads b**h at the top I shall be conquering
Chicks always reminding me of silly things im promising
I was drunk sweetie you shouldn't have minded me
This is too major and ya'll balling minor league
Hip Hop contractor its time for remodeling
The beat is like brail every drum kick is guiding me
Duck the bullsh** I'm trying to rebuild the economy
Dumb it down for who n***a?
Sounds of f**ing blasphemy, Do you know Sap?
Is what the groupies always asking me
I just say yeah casually and focus on my salary
I laugh and blow smoke at cats Tryna battle me
I just need big bu*t who*es to come saddle me
Smoke doobs and burn calories
Keep it trill and hold it down for me
f**boy' im around the finer things
36 chambers as you suffer bee stings/
[Yeah] [Arts]
[Verse 2 Qwon Don]
Im feelin this k**in this so into this
Roll a blunt what I spit legit no fixin this
So soulful oldschool slow cruise puts me in my old mode
These n***as is old food So that means you can barf it up two ways
We the new wave flows like two bays
Who says a gra**head can't go corporate put a suit on and drive Porsches
But for now im getting high on porches
Yelling in all black and carrying two torches
Report to me if you wanna know what the source is
Get in the wheel and proceed to where the course is
I think I found love where the hills at
Backroads smoking and speeding where it gets real at
You feels that? Thats the track breathing
We moving forward but you know its come back season