Prince hekima bakersman - SmokiNDrinkin lyrics

(Verse 1) My ghat go pi di di dang the dang/I make them neck bungee jump if lames wanna hang/cause my actions louder than my dank I guess that's why lifes a b**h that wouldn't give me a hand/get high five my n***a till 8 am/then my day begins/gotta hustle help to pay moms the rent/cause homeless people irony is that they listen to house music and hip hop my sh**/these pinchlines hard that's why haters walking with swollen lips/I got potent-ial if you read that word that's how potent I f**ing is/ I ain't got no time to be camera shy im too focus yp in this b**h/mothercityrunners my f**ing clique/clack bang if you disrespect/next time I see you is when you in icu's bed on a drip/ 28 7 or 6/f** face whoever you is/if you ever do f**ing piemp your whole an*s will be pimped/ and if you ever do f**ing snitch your whole body will need a stitch/good lord oh lord oh lord/ tell these small minded n***as paying attention to my rhymes is something they just can't afford/ especially when im sipping on/ ( chorus) I'm smoking and drinking Drinking and smoking Smoking and drinking x3 (verse 2) You wanna know what they what they wys/ I got room for Improvement but I fuffill that space/not with me as a star More like the sh** I blaze/almost everyday/I laugh with them When I tell them my dreams cause thats just me heading To the bank/ Cause I could sell a mixtape with a 30 sec intro and leave The whole CD blank/even if you pay the data for it your Closest brah wouldn't download your f**ing track/ Labels hitting me with dil*o's but i an*l beats that's why I'm a pain to em in the a**/yes all my new records is Just trash/that's why I wrote a song about getting wasted up In the lab/recycling my thoughts and wondering if i acknowledge A word in the dictionary called care/all I see is two faced naiers Or is my vision that badly Impaired/ balling in a few pubs and wish these immature Clubbing MC's grew a pair/visit your joint and leave with your kint As my sovuneir/I think popping Viagra/after seeing my b**h Is the only thing going harder than me this year/I spit that heat That got me core fans that's cooler than the earths atmosphere/ Your favourite rappers verses sound like a young thug freestyle When its written sh**/so now I'm promoting ghost writers to Mc's spitting that weak sh**/