[Facy]
Smokelow Theory
[Intro: Marlon DuBois]
Ah (Let's do this)
I can't tell you about the Smokelow theory
You just wouldn't understand
When I go to Saks I'm gonna go crazy

[Chorus: [Facy]]
Golden Goose shoes on my feet, with the dirt stains
You don't even know what 2 means in the first place
Margiela shoes with the untied shoelace
In the party and I don't talk like No Face
Smoke it 'til it's OK, okay
And one thing I hate is both ways
The Comme Des Garcon play is so played
No way, Comme Des Garcon but it's no play

[Verse 1: Marlon DuBois & [Facy]]
I can't believe that I'm at Marty (Marty)
I could never even tell you this theory
Three cups with the ice and the sesame
Three cups and they came with a melody
And I thought it was crazy (Crazy)
I got my Robin jeans dirty (Dirty)
I got infected by a melody
Brand new Margiela shoes and they're fuzzy
[Verse 2: [Facy] & Marlon DuBois]
Cup with a felony
Cup with a felony
When I smoke a strong pack and it's so not crazy
I fuck with Saks, I don't fuck with Maisie's
When I go to Saks I'm gonna crazy
I feel like [Facy] when I smoke a facy
I spilled a drop on my shirt, now I feel like Marty
Now I'm pourin' up Srirach at the party

[Chorus: [Facy]]
Golden Goose shoes on my feet, with the dirt stains
Didn't even know what 2 means in the first place
Margiela shoes with the untied shoelace
In the party and I don't talk like No Face
Smoke it 'til it's OK, okay
And one thing I hate is both ways
The Comme Des Garcon play is so played
No way, Comme Des Garcon but it's no play

[Outro: Marlon DuBois]
Ah, I can't tell you about the Smokelow theory
You just wouldn't understand a theory
You just wouldn't understand