[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
What's good GeeohhS

[Verse 1]
I know that y'all be talking to them feds
Like a candle, yeah, you can get lit
Kickin' shit, yeah, call me Jet Li
Always flexin', yeah I know they see me
Goin' 100 in this fucking beamie, yeah
Know they jealous, yeah, they wanna be me, yeah
1, 2, 3, thots, they want me, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, y'all dont really want no smoke
Glock on me, I'm a turn him to a joke
Now he on a T-shirt like his bro
Countin' all this guap, fell in love with the rolls
Fell in love with Xannies, you know how I roll
Drivin' so fast on these xan, might lose control
Don't fuck with me, when I'm in my zone
Stay in your own lane, or I'm a get you gone

[Verse 2]
My shooter a drummer, he got a drum on his gun
He love shootin' opps, we be doin' that for fun
50 bullets in this drum, but we just need 1
Run down on us, then my shooter going dumb
Rollin' up this wood, I got green thumbs
That's your bitch in the spot, told her shake some
Yeah, you claim you 'bout it, why don't you go prove some
So high on these pills, that my face numb
[Chorus]
Yeah, y'all dont really want no smoke
Glock on me, I'm a turn him to a joke
Now he on a T-shirt like his bro
Countin' all this guap, fell in love with the rolls
Fell in love with Xannies, you know how I roll
Drivin' so fast on these xan, might lose control
Don't fuck with me, when I'm in my zone
Stay in your own lane, or I'm a get you gone