Lyrics Secondhand Smoke - Phr3sh Aqquarius

Yeah that's right, puff, puff, never give a fuck
They all up in your business, but ain't coughing up Milwaukee Bucks
You ask'em for the truth, then they turn yellow like a Tonka truck
My people like the Indy Colts, they out here with no Andrew Luck
They fall like dominos & autumn leaves, but no Geronimo
Oppressed by this country, man they on that anaconda flow
Told life, look, not ready for divorce yet
Cash money blow, Imma hittem with a forecheck
Stay tight with God like a corset, When He tells you something dope, don't ignore that

Dump your weed man, cuz he be playin' with your fix
Believe it, got your hit for the low
Don't get like Drake in your feelings
You can't escape when on your break
No Kit-Kat, I know that you get that

Everything that glitters, ain't gold
True colors show like a damn rainbow
Ain't tryna go down for none of these hos
Ain't tryna go down for no fake bro
I'm a Hurricanes fan, no tornado
Gotta stick by the team but what do
they know
My role model y'all be the 44th president
Democrat, Baby Girl, death to the elephant
F a trunk & Donald Trump, ironic name is in triumph
But we ain't seen it yet, tell me where the FEMA check
We're drowning in the flooding of racism, high on skepticism
Social media explains it all like on television
Brain is like a prison, no permission for corrupt decisions
Self-gratification, all inside of a radical nation
Got me running low on patience
My Bro, these hos are brazen
They try to justify even tho it really do not make sense

Dump your weed man, cuz he be playin' with your fix
Believe it, got your hit for the low
Don't get like Drake in your feelings
You can't escape when on your break
No Kit-Kat, I know that you get that

Unh, it's a lot that I think about
Yeah, eyelash in my eye, gotta blink it out
Yeah, cry tears on the inside
Whole lot of genocide
One at a time but a lot tho
Make you wanna stay in your shell like a taco
Everything going on, how
can you not know
Watching my back everywhere that I go
Know that God's on a roll like a Tahoe
Look, man, I pay homage and my taxes and my bills
Okay now, whatchu wanna bet I'm one of few you know who keep it real
And I just pray to God I never stray 'way from the facts
Slowed it down so you appreciate the hit from the audio crack