SOBV, Yeki, J. Blaze - Good Smoke lyrics

Yeahhh yeeaaahhh no opps out of sight
Got good smoke and the gang on the side
Pussy boy steady lurkin’ shooters
Out the window
No guba pirme sobv down the ghetto yeah yeah

They called in a garrison
Bearing some weight on their track
For their lack of comparison
I came to carry some bodies
Somebody should tell em
This job is embarrassing
This level is clearly imperium
I’m here to bag up and bury em
They in delirium swearing I’m
Ocean deep when they in my aquarium
They swimming in circles likе malcolm
I brought the worst for the outcome
Evеrybody want a feature
Cause they can’t do better without one
Slaying these rappers like beats
They be sending me this an affinity tho
I’m gassing em up fore I’m asking em
"where the fuck is your energy bro?"
Make em rethink trynna get at me
I’d trade the fame for some enemies
Reality mind power soul space time
Got me stoned til infinity
I got a gauntlet to run
With a pocket of skunk and a goblet of rum
This prophet is young hella toxic and dumb
But a god when the project is done
Game, set, match
Aim at me and get your chain snatched
Lame cats
Can’t catch me at this pace they ain’t at
Top set, prospect
I ain’t even took shots yet
Drunk off my cynicism
While I try to tell em why I don’t rap

Yeeaaahhh no opps out of sight
Got good smoke and the gang on the side
Pussy boy steady lurkin’ shooters
Out the window
No guba pirme sobv down the ghetto yeah yeah

Hurot ning tanan na pabida
Two thousand and 21 ibutangs kagaran
Bisaya ni nga era
This the nunu thang, same gang gang
No loose ends sick like when flu came
Nightridin’ im bruce wayne
I’m a gorilla, I feel like Kanye ni-upgrade
Ako ang balud malumos di hayak sakong waves
Top of the chain don't got
No time for them snakes
Tanan dire bing saboga
Pirmi hawud gabarug gapatuyok sa game
Swervin’ I stay on my lane, bitch!

Yeeaaahhh no opps out of sight
Got good smoke and the gang on the side
Pussy boy steady lurkin’ shooters
Out the window
No guba pirme sobv down the ghetto yeah yeah
Yeeaaahhh no opps out of sight
Got good smoke and the gang on the side
Pussy boy steady lurkin’ shooters
Out the window
No guba pirme sobv down the ghetto yeah yeah