If you want smoke with me, I ain't gone be trippin bruh I need promethazine, propane pumping through my blood A silhouette of me, gold mouth shine under the sun I'm sick of pakis talkin, but you never showin bruh Ha ha ha ha Ooooohhhh Most these pakis go on thread or twitter and start talkin like they wanna kill ya Think you baby, it's only you, I guess it's true You the only one who need a sitter Father hold up, you left your robe up, guess the innocence never came to dinner Whatever happened in the church, stay on earth, skim the product, we say **** the label Yea we got some wands with some witch and wizards But which one gon be the one to peel his skin off It's some snakes in the grass, and I can see y'all, way I got the rig up Yo my man, gotta tell you big up You took a risk, you was ****ing with me Just to turn around and run up on me I don't wanna see no apology, gently hand me your pockets please Mama told me that politeness was key But we not politicians politicin we more like paparazzi shooting flashes wit the aim and a beam Got me a twitch to shoot a stream I got hands so I show speed But you can't see Like john cena on a tv screen This just in you best believe Imma leave the earth rocking shit but without the dean If you want smoke with me, I ain't gone be trippin bruh I need promethazine, propane pumping through my blood A silhouette of me, gold mouth shine under the sun I'm sick of pakis talkin, but you never showin up If you want smoke with me, I ain't gone be tripping nun I pull up with the goons, westside ain't no gang or thugs You see the cast on four four, did you think we done I'm sick of pakis talkin, but they never showin love Before I go Imma needa get ya in for a photo Think u apollo, way you be in my space Panda running on my hip like a pogo. (oh no) Or a dunk if the bitch is basic When it's pouring, better call it a rain check Big stepper cuz my slur is britannic I lost the plot on that bloke. Let's get it cracked Salt in the wound Sell some salt for a bath It ain't pretty better put on some mac. And I'm so petty imma get that shit back uh Gin and tonic for the first round We keeping all the good shit in the back. You must be the search bar for this mag clip Way these two opposites do attract. Say you a yippie for a pointless cause So I tell it to ya, did u believe in god? It's 3:16 there's a new boss in charge Like strength after a marathon Pay no mind he still a creeper Square lookin ass reefa Cold sided he a sleeper But we just call him lily pad, that paki a leap frog If you want smoke with me, I ain't gone be trippin bruh I need promethazine, propane pumping through my blood A silhouette of me, gold mouth shine under the sun I'm sick of pakis talkin, but you never showin up If you want smoke with me, I ain't gone be tripping nun I pull up with the goons, westside ain't no gang or thugs You see the cast on four four, did you think we done I'm sick of pakis talkin, but they never showin love