Текст песни Flights Not Feelings - Joe Nathan

Joey

Said I'm out in California
Joey Talking to the growers
The finest marijuana
Here come smell the aroma
Smokey Bandits really got it
Definition of exotics
I was really on the block tryna get my dough up
Made a profit
If the work is Za I'll cop it
20 Ps moved without a problem
If you my brother then I got you
Don't your ever doubt it
Niggas know exactly how I'm rocking
Never with that fake or lame shit
My apes are dangerous
This blunt I'm blazing
Got me looking Asian
I'm good with maintenance
My words persuasive
I curved my patience
So I can chase this paper
I got no dates with haters
I gotta make my way up
I kinda hate the way ya
In my face for favors
I made a lane I'm racing
Back and forth I'm pacing
I got a strain come taste it
I Bet it tastes amazing
Bitch I roll with blazers
Wake up all the neighbors
Keep big loud and I got like 20 flavors
I gotta money fetish
Want the smoke I'll dead it
Smokey Bandits nothing personal
It's Stricly Biznis