Lyrics Smoke Box - B-Real , Berner

Welcome to the smokebox (ooooohh, light it up)
Welcome to the smokebox (ooooohh, light it up)
(B-Real)
Got the heart of a lion
Soul of the titan
Mind of the genious
Flower to heighten
All your senses is seneless
The system relentless
This what they call you when your grind is endless
Lets get this
(Berner)
They say im physco
I move weight like lipo
Got a big crib like michael
Out the window with the rifle
My wrist game on light show
Im back stage with white hoes
I got pre rolls, in that red cup
Thats key lime, dont light those
(B-Real)
Got a full back and we move that
Tour??? you better pull back
Weight heavy gotta run ready
My game steady, but you knew that
(Berner)
Im too on and my crew strong
Big bern and my clips long
We take dabs and hit bongs
Grab the check, get gone
Oooooooohh welcome to the smokebox (light it up)
Oooooooohh welcome to the smokebox (light it up)
Welcome to the smoke box (ooooohh light it up)
Welcome to the smoke box (ooooohh light it up)
(B-Real)
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Lets pass it no humphrey
Your bags looking goofey
My bags lookin lovely
Im hittin the blunts, steady hittin skunk
Yeah we hit the gas, and you hit the bunk
(Berner)
My bag is so fluffy
Her hands on my tummy
Im baggin that money
Your bag lookin funny
She back it for me
...shake that ass
Berner in the buildin boy we make the cash
(B-Real)
Blaze out, you fade out
We all to greyed out
Fake lot, we stay crispy?
Shut the door haters stay out
(Berner)
We show up, and rollup
You fall out n thowup
Im in an oldschool, doin donuts
These fuckboys get no love