Supa Bwe - Taxi lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] Damn, this is that good weed This why he taxed me Damn, this got me goofy Damn, we smoking in taxi [Chorus] I got the potent it's rolled up Jump out the whip where we show up I brought some hoes who gon' show out They came with me cause I throw up [Verse 1: Carl] Damn Expect the unexpected Don't come here unprotected Hold on just a second I've been waiting patient f** this tech detection What I want I take it Take it undetected Under pressure faded f** you almost famous All my n***as shameless Damn, almost famous Had to say that sh** again Y'all too jaded Damn, me and my n***as go way back Damn, oh this your hoe she ain't say that Damn, looking for Carl in a needle stack Damn, Hurt Everybody like Beatles rap Wow, this is the sh** that they warned me about Use to hate on me they swarming me now Help me back out I get so high i stay up like the DOW Check out my stock why I'm so loud Yell at the top of my lungs from a cloud Way more important sh** than you and I Hard to be selfless cause humble don't fly Like a bumble bee, bust till i d-i-e Kush in my Coogie i feel like i'm B.I.G Shots like i'm Curry Come through like Miyagi See i be racing racing I'm a triathlete, I'm actually [Verse 2: Supa Bwe] Always racing baby Baby I'm an athlete Always landing standing Standing I got Kathie Roll up an extension 'xtension in this backseat Smoke all on the ceiling Ceiling of this taxi [Pre-Chorus] Damn, this is that good weed Damn, this why he taxed me Damn, this got me goofy Damn, we smoking in taxi [Chorus] I got the potent it's rolled up Jump out the whip where we show up I brought some hoes who gon' show out They came with me cause I throw up [Pre-Chorus 2] Damn, this is that good lean Damn, don't worry what's in my cup Damn, this sh** a movie Damn, don't worry what's in my cup [Bridge: XVRHLDY] You getting tears in your drink Don't worry bout a thing, ay Tears in your drink Don't worry bout a thing, ay Pockets full of dreams I got what you need, ay Cups full of dreams I got what you need, ay I got what you need Stars and planets, darkness dancing I got what you need Technicolor hoes and lovers I got what you need [Verse 3: XVRHLDY] Ricochet on records I've been slaving effort This the maiden voyage This The Dead Occasion Candles flick and sparkle This a Dead Occasion Blood Italian marble That's my dedication That's fluorescent sorrow That's dimension dropping I'm a modern marvel We burning the maximum I see why they taxed him We burning the maximum, maximum