Smoke, Drank (feat. Bo Deal, Mouse & Kebo Gotti)

Smoke, Drank (feat. Bo Deal, Mouse & Kebo Gotti) - Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics

A long ride to the westM.O.B. across my chestLord please don't let me restWhy these niggas wanna testNigga please give me strengthOne time, I don't got friendsRide this shit to the endCan't lose man I got to winFlockaveli im that Damu, ocLight skin, tats and dreadlocksNiggas playin cops like MadlockAim on point with his scope and his beamAim at your head like oily machineLeave a nigga dead eyes openBa-ba-ba nigga hold thatBitch I’m from the GroveWhere niggas have a hand, they get on the stoveSome pop pills, some take it up the noseWhere niggas fucking hoes at thirteenLiving street life, fuck a hoop dreamBricksquad that’s my home team[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] (x12)Middle finger to the fedsM.O.B tatted on my legA couple niggas wanna see me deadAct like D-bo get Craig'edPussy niggas heard what the fuck I saidRoom service too, I'll make your bedBury your body in a backyard shedMake a nigga whole body shake, no dreadsNiggas don't really want to roll with kidsI got more connects than a highway bridgeFlow been cold, stored in a fridgeA lot of niggas talking about what they should of didCall the niggas square like a mother fucking gridI'm on my grown man like a nigga had a kidGot to ball on you niggas like I'm playing for the KnicksHit 'em with a shotgun, call that shit the cripsI ain't worried about the cops, I'm too legitI got to put money over every single bitchMouse in the hood, trapping for that cheeseBalling cause I hustle like I'm playing overseasI was raised in the streets, me and my pistolMoving these pounds on my bicycleI'm so official, I earned my stripesBitches on my dick like a parasiteI make her tap out like the cane's spikedThen I smoke and drank all fucking nightWaka, what it do cuz?I'm fucking with you nigga the long wayLet's get this moneyBricksquad in the buildingSee I’m gonna smoke till I can't smoke no moreThen drank till I can't drank no more? money see and my chick growStand up tall till it can’t no moreTry me if you want, I swear to God I'll split your cantaloupeMy chopper fully loaded, I'm a squeeze on you till there ain't no moreI run with a C like Flock and themGreen flag, my partner themHitsquad, yeah there's a lot of themYou get an Oscar slim, for acting gangstaA boss to him, better get your rank upReal money, been hell I bank upIn the club? to the? drankWho is this nigga trying to act like meSuede, getting money, bounce back like meEvery hood, every block, count stacks like meFully loaded Glock, stay strapped like meYou no body, of Kebo GottiFlocka with a tool, been none got himBeen none hit him, been none shot himBeen none off him then laugh about itThen blowing on kush, straight from CaliI ring shit straight out the valleyI'm a duct tape stealer and I ain't talking alleyRiding in the bird and I ain't talking falconPlead the 5th, every time they ask meDisappear, just like it's magicThen reappear, lights, camera, action