davieriah - Smoking XBOX

Hmm ok
Huh
What
Huh
What
Huh
What
Huh
Let's go
Yuh
Alright
Huh
Let's go
Yaaaaa
Jacob it's all good
I must've been misunderstood
But it's alright we good
So we don't gotta move our foots in each other's gluteus
They pulling the roots in my head
Thinking I'm gonna show em the game
But there is no one to blame
Because all I wanna see my veins going the top of the game
The blood flow faster in my veins
All this ice on me is going thru my chains
2k19 I play my game
Smoke no Xbox on the day
Jake and I happy as hell
Best man all the way
Till that day ima mark my pray
Smoking Xbox with no j
And I still make my day
Smoking xbox with no j
Smoking xbox with no j
Smoking xbox with no j
Smoking xbox with no j
Smoking xbox with no j
Smoking xbox with no j
Smoking xbox with no j
Ye
The next thing you know there's a white kid throwing grenades
He thinking he got the best grades
But nah he just tryna be black and get some braids
But can't even rock an old fade.
2k19
Bro Jacob you a fuck boy
What boy with that fake Carhartt
Boy that's a fact boy
What boy that's a fact boy
Wait all the boys be ditching on you boy
That's a fact boy
I say real
Look at my chains boy they shining brighter than the sun
Why you be talking all the smack
When I like it when my squad be talking facts
Wait I'ma bring it back in grade school
Since we thought bringing shades to school was really cool
I'ma miss you bud I hope you okay
Everyday I pray for you to stay on the lane
Love you to death bro don't ever drive away
We far-away but the broship is closer than deca-
I wish you best of luck
I wish the best of luck
Nah but that's too much
I wish for much
But I be putting the cut
I hope by the end of this track you better buy me some dutch
And keep in my hotel

Written by:
David Suarez, Jacob Whinery

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