( Verse 1 - Reesey Hefner )
Good dope smoke
Smoke up by the o
Until we the Sto , hit yo do
With these extended clips , then you hit the flo
And yo folks , we ain’t scared of smoke
They know we gon blow
I feel like Kodak there he go , speeding off like where he go
I Control my mental steadily , I take it heavily
N***a I just wanna better me instead of better things
Cus I made it past the thuggin , robbin and them felonies
I’ll be damned if I let a n***a get ahead of me
I done fell in love , wit a bitch and that I had enough
N***as sneak dissin like they bitches better saddle up
They can meet my choppa hold a hunnid like a battle bus
Walk in and out the bank , made a mistake I need to count it up


Complaining bout bitches , you ain’t know they was trife ?

Oh that’s why u bitchin , she was wimme the whole night

I know you had yo superstitions , trust yo gut it’s always right

I don’t trust no oppositions , I put trust into my pipe
None my n***as snitching , they know wrong and they know right

Wonder why yo bro went missing , had to shoot before the fight

And I know she love my vvs they gon shine like a street light

Verse 2 - 2xMaine

I got one yeah no f****** gun
Op numba 1
Yea mf u done
This war that we started ain’t won
Me and my n***as gon tote on that drum
Fear only God so u n***as is chum
Woah n these bitches they always want sum
I don’t see whatchu think u gon get up
Gettin to blastn you n***as gon run