paroles de chanson Smoke a Sac - Milli Smoke

Yeah, Milli Smoke, bitch, alright
Off the shrooms, no portabellos
Keep some cheese like I'm Donatello
Chrome yellow, tint 5%
Need a blunt like it's oxygen
Can't box me in, he want box again
Confident when I'm clocking in
I put in work, these birds flock again
Mad your man gave me top again
Bitch I been droppin' them trees like Christmas
Put a new whip on my wish list, ay
Smokin' on big gas, high up like Olympus
Real rap bitch, on my pimp shit, ay
Smokin' a sac, throwin' it back
I got the world in my lap, ay
I'm in all black, I'm drivin' fast
Blunt to my lips with the wax, uh
Bust through the gates like I'm Might Guy, uh
Smokin' on skunk, sip Mai Tais yeah
Motherfucker lookin' with a side eye, uh Bitch takin' shots like a drive-by, yeah
Life is a jungle, I'm a safari
Pretty bitch always invited to parties
Ridin' a Harley, smokin' on Marley
Pockets stay fat like Chris Farley

Yeah, smokin' a sack, give me brain like a nerd
Put in that work, call me A$AP Ferg
No Plain Jane, cause that shit for the birds
I'm leadin' the pack, they follow the herd
Eat this pussy like it's on the menu
Catch me out, fuckin' up the venue
Lungs whistle, no tea kettle
Got scores to settle, brought heavy metals
New fits givin' bad bitch ay
Turn a schoolboy to savage, yeah
On the track I do damage, ay
Smoke wax like it's cabbage, huh
I don't fuck with no fuckboys, yeah
I throw these bombs like it's hot potato
Good riddance, no incidentals
Just crash the whip, that shit's a rental
Don't question me, don't bother me
Don't fuck with me, no apology
I'm over it, ain't sober, bitch
Don't fuck with fame, I need privacy
This destiny, this prophecy
My profits up, I got lots to see
My recipe, no stoppin' me
I'm kickin' goals like soccer league