David Shawty, Kevin Kazi, Tommy Ice - Lifted lyrics
[David Shawty, Kevin Kazi, Tommy Ice - Lifted lyrics]
Smokin' on gas pack
I don’t want your Snapchat
If we fuck, then that's it
I don't want a clapback
In the mall, with my mom
Fuckin’ bitches with my Toms
I don't give a fuck
Designer on me but I'm gettin' guap
Ayy, ayy
Too many drugs got me lifted, fucked up
Never catch me lackin', I be
Posted with my guns up, geeked up
I'm side of the school
I cannot fuck with a class
Now I just bought her a bag
Run up to the check
Know my neck so cold, got me shivering
Big Glock beam pistol totin'
I ain't missin’ him
You a Smith & Wesson rapper
I’ma fuck yo' bitch, like, nigga
You a hatin’, watchin' boy
I'ma go and pass that blunt
Smokin' on gas pack
I don’t want your Snapchat
If we fuck, then that's it
I don't want a clapback
In the mall, with my mom
Fuckin' bitches with my Toms
I don't give a fuck
Designer on me but I'm gettin' guap
Ayy, by the river smokin' swishers
Ayy, fuck your girl your sister
Ayy, and it's winter, and it's snowin'
Pour the boof, please
Yuh, catch me at the party goin' ghost, uh
I got new designer and I rock it head to toe
Uh she say I'm a star so nigga
Had to watch me glow, ayy
Smokin' chemicals, ayy
Smokin' vegetables, uh
I feel like a dream, money in my jeans
Like a movie scene, I be livin' royally
I be off the drugs, lose my memory
Do you remember me? I'm on a better thi-ing
Drugs got me lifted, fucked up
Never catch me lackin', I be
Posted with my guns up, geeked up
Side of the school
I cannot fuck with a class
Now I just bought her a bag
Run it up like a check
Know my neck so cold, got me shivering
Big Glock beam pistol totin'
I ain't missin' him
You a Smith & Wesson rapper
I'ma fuck yo' bitch, like, nigga
You a hatin', watchin' boy
I'ma go and pass that blunt
Smokin' on gas pack
I don't want your Snapchat
If we fuck, then that's it
I don't want a clapback
In the mall, with my mom
Fuckin' bitches with my Tom's
I don't give a fuck
Designer on me but i'm gettin' guap
Ayy, by the river smokin' swishers
I don’t want your Snapchat
If we fuck, then that's it
I don't want a clapback
In the mall, with my mom
Fuckin’ bitches with my Toms
I don't give a fuck
Designer on me but I'm gettin' guap
Ayy, ayy
Too many drugs got me lifted, fucked up
Never catch me lackin', I be
Posted with my guns up, geeked up
I'm side of the school
I cannot fuck with a class
Now I just bought her a bag
Run up to the check
Know my neck so cold, got me shivering
Big Glock beam pistol totin'
I ain't missin’ him
You a Smith & Wesson rapper
I’ma fuck yo' bitch, like, nigga
You a hatin’, watchin' boy
I'ma go and pass that blunt
Smokin' on gas pack
I don’t want your Snapchat
If we fuck, then that's it
I don't want a clapback
In the mall, with my mom
Fuckin' bitches with my Toms
I don't give a fuck
Designer on me but I'm gettin' guap
Ayy, by the river smokin' swishers
Ayy, fuck your girl your sister
Ayy, and it's winter, and it's snowin'
Pour the boof, please
Yuh, catch me at the party goin' ghost, uh
I got new designer and I rock it head to toe
Uh she say I'm a star so nigga
Had to watch me glow, ayy
Smokin' chemicals, ayy
Smokin' vegetables, uh
I feel like a dream, money in my jeans
Like a movie scene, I be livin' royally
I be off the drugs, lose my memory
Do you remember me? I'm on a better thi-ing
Drugs got me lifted, fucked up
Never catch me lackin', I be
Posted with my guns up, geeked up
Side of the school
I cannot fuck with a class
Now I just bought her a bag
Run it up like a check
Know my neck so cold, got me shivering
Big Glock beam pistol totin'
I ain't missin' him
You a Smith & Wesson rapper
I'ma fuck yo' bitch, like, nigga
You a hatin', watchin' boy
I'ma go and pass that blunt
Smokin' on gas pack
I don't want your Snapchat
If we fuck, then that's it
I don't want a clapback
In the mall, with my mom
Fuckin' bitches with my Tom's
I don't give a fuck
Designer on me but i'm gettin' guap
Ayy, by the river smokin' swishers