Smoke DZA - Fix the Pain lyrics
[Smoke DZA - Fix the Pain lyrics]
I hit the reset button
Now I'm raisin' the stock up
Max out, I'm a rocker
You can tell by my posture
Might fly shorty out
Cop a flight off a hopper
Cool out, baby, I got ya
Illest one on my roster
They garbage, never mind them
Really, they Oscars
They reach in they boppers
Look at they diagnostics
My outfit's hot topic, not Hot Topic
They ain't got this
Might dedicate a month just
To tour the tropics easting rasta pasta
Pass the pack, that's my sis
Turkey bag off the backboard
Crib on my neck, that was a gift
VVS stub, check my shit
They think I make montega flip
Stakes is high
And I ain't talkin' ‘bout de la-shit
Early bird
My lil' homie played the graveyard shift
Get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain uh, get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain
Uh, reality hit's, I'm like
"When am I sober?" life as a stoner
Put me in a coma the morning mimosas
Niggas be jokers most ‘em raised by cobras
They really be dojas and outfit's from Dover
No convo, I keep it quiet like playin' poker
Them passive days is over
You just a toy soldier
Special dishes palatos
Check seein' the lower
Patch me in with a grower
Connect it like Motorola
Sneakin' bud to Paris, think I won't roll up
Emergency half-ounce stuffed up in
My lint roller ten, four, wassup?
Invest, spend those bucks windows up
Then roll up, uh
Get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain uh, get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain
Now I'm raisin' the stock up
Max out, I'm a rocker
You can tell by my posture
Might fly shorty out
Cop a flight off a hopper
Cool out, baby, I got ya
Illest one on my roster
They garbage, never mind them
Really, they Oscars
They reach in they boppers
Look at they diagnostics
My outfit's hot topic, not Hot Topic
They ain't got this
Might dedicate a month just
To tour the tropics easting rasta pasta
Pass the pack, that's my sis
Turkey bag off the backboard
Crib on my neck, that was a gift
VVS stub, check my shit
They think I make montega flip
Stakes is high
And I ain't talkin' ‘bout de la-shit
Early bird
My lil' homie played the graveyard shift
Get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain uh, get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain
Uh, reality hit's, I'm like
"When am I sober?" life as a stoner
Put me in a coma the morning mimosas
Niggas be jokers most ‘em raised by cobras
They really be dojas and outfit's from Dover
No convo, I keep it quiet like playin' poker
Them passive days is over
You just a toy soldier
Special dishes palatos
Check seein' the lower
Patch me in with a grower
Connect it like Motorola
Sneakin' bud to Paris, think I won't roll up
Emergency half-ounce stuffed up in
My lint roller ten, four, wassup?
Invest, spend those bucks windows up
Then roll up, uh
Get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain uh, get flawless on the line
Ice on the pinky ring
OG, different strains, blow a bag
Fix the pain fix the pain
Fix the pain