Текст песни Smoking Gars With My Partner - GAV feat. Takia J

Pullin' on my hair, I tell him, baby, pull harder

Chillin' in the car, smokin' gars with my partner
I'm lookin' at the clouds and the sky is gettin' darker
Smoke rollin' off his chain, you know he paid the highest dollar
Eyes closed, I pray for fame to my dear heavenly father

Smoke weed till I'm lit like a dice game, I roll six
Comin' up, I ain't have shit
But I'm on the grind and I'm getting it
Depression is the enemy
But you'll never hear that part of me
My thoughts get so deep
They tryin' to get the best of me
Gettin' money is the goal
No time for petty lames
Petty games from petty bitches with no names
New gold watch, Matchin' gold chains
New hustle matchin' my mind frame
So I can't play it safe
I be on the paper chase
I be on the paper chase

Chillin' in the car, smokin' gars with my partner
I'm lookin' at the clouds and the sky is gettin' darker
Smoke rollin' off his chain, you know he paid the highest dollar
Eyes closed, I pray for fame to my dear heavenly father

The baddest, that's me, spelled G-A-V
You think I came out the shower, cause my flow so fuckin' clean
I been workin' off my ass, gettin' to my bag
Ain't no turnin' back remember when they turn they backs
Smoke weed till I'm lit like a dice game, I roll six
I'm a get rich or die tryin
I'd burn a bridge if I felt like it
If I said it's cause I felt like it
Bought a new chain cause I felt like it
Went in on a bitch cause I felt like it
Woulda spit on your ass if I felt like it

Chillin' in the car, smokin' gars with my partner
I'm lookin' at the clouds and the sky is gettin' darker
Smoke rollin' off his chain, you know he paid the highest dollar
Eyes closed, I pray for fame to my dear heavenly father
Chillin' in the car, smokin' gars with my partner
I'm lookin' at the clouds and the sky is gettin' darker
Smoke rollin' off his chain, you know he paid the highest dollar
Eyes closed, I pray for fame to my dear heavenly father