Smoke DZA - Two One Two lyrics

Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme We're legends in the making Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo' money, mo' power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo' money, mo' power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making Young Khalifa, where the don Khalifa? When in every car I'm smokin'weed Up in it, I don't know what type of s*** you on I need at least a zip Didn't you hear? I say the cars I own are never least a whip Leather jacket, n**** muscle cars on that greasy s*** And my bandana tied, I play to ride Live a movie so make sure the camera right And I'm pullin up and hoppin' out a mess of s*** that young n****s ain't supposed to get You know I'm rich Uh! N**** my whole squad getting it Practically live on the road Doing 100 when I'm in this b**** You know n****s kinda slow A raw paper and some bong weed That lil n****'s tryna clone me And labels tryin to make the old me But I'm the only one and only Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo' money, mo' power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making Kush god, keep it rollin like the brakes broken That's a little gram, little man that ain't smokin' We move this s***, movie s***, I'm in motion George Kush, second term and I'm still loaded Yo b**** on me, all over Miami still I'm in the bay, smokin' on king Kinley On that YO, retro haze but SP I don't search for trees, I am OG Lil n**** yo lungs ain't strong enough to high box regard You ain't got no ones and you mouth in off N**** knock it off N****s is blow Run we goin down, that's how much we gon' do But not so much stuff, you have to start my own dude Big face Rollie, and my mob stay smooth F***in' b****es, now I'm lookin' like a n**** like you I'm from Harlem Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo' money, mo' power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making Hoes where you get that weed from? Please don't roll another one I don't even think that's trees son Bulls***, all this to show you something Motor running, tank on F High, I came high off the bed string I write with my left brain Haters face get tight when it's set game And them hoes know the business Ball tight game for the ones they missin No book, boy we handle b****es N**** I rap clothes off yo women Clothes I smoke, we're all in one city Gold and chrome, thirteen inches Bikes on the dashboard, sixteen switches Car full of fumes, smokin' that fuel X on in the ashtray of my team Send a hoe smellin like Chevron theme You more than whip, expectin you to Double my money, double the crew Triple what we smoked yesterday Then it's 4-20, 24/7 Spitter Andretti, Ferraris and Chevys Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme We're legends in the making Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme Ridin', smokin' preme We're legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo' money, mo' power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making And we roll up that dower Mo' money, mo' power And we roll up that dower Legends in the making