Songtexte Yosemite - Sam Sparxx

Check me out
With the old man energy
I'm sippin' on that pink Whitney, no Kimberly
High as hell what I really be
And you can smell what I inhale
Five grams on the scale like the stones of infinity
I bring the flame like the statue of the liberty
I'm blowing big clouds like a chimney
Yeah, Sam Sparks, nigga, I am not Yosemite
Yeah, it's the road runner duckin' unknown numbers
Sixth grade, went to school for the summer
The little rascal, NASCAR, H2 Hummer
Cleanin' green out the pipes like a plumber
I'm stackin' bread, I can never let the cookie crumble
I'm breakin' down big nuggets, I am not Mutombo
Smokin' on that green like a nigga Gumby
Hide the pot in the sock on the couch comfy
See you later after wild crocodile Dundee
She keep her hand in my pants like I'm Al Bundy
It's the one and only like the bounty picker upper
You only get one spill, do not miss your chance to reveal
The question, we demand the answers
They taking advantage, damn I can't stand it
Peeping right through the fake like I cast candy
Blue strip blueprint like a nigga playing
Standing like Criss Angel, I might vanish
And levitate on another level like a heavyweight
These niggas trying to keep up it's a tragedy
I got a message from my bank they up my salary
A nigga charged up like a battery, yeah
When it feels scary to jump that is exactly
When you jump otherwise you end up staying
In the same place your whole life