Текст песни Smoking on my Ex Pack

Roll the clip and run it back, I'm really like that I'm really not friendly, I need my credit, niggas hate that I need the numbers I need the data, got you talkin' crazy Abracadabra, you niggas sideshow I'm Bobbin' like psycho You gassin' like Texaco Infection like microbe You test it, I might go You push it, I might pop I'm fuckin' on heartthrobs I got your favorite rapper blocked I heard the dick was whack Your favorite athlete screamin': Text me back I make no exception The lesser part of me loves all the cap He screamin': Get back togеther I'm screamin': Back of the bus, trick Hawaii for wеather Booty softer than leather These hoes is featherweight I wipe my phone and gave some dome, I beat the case Them ho' accusations weak Them bitch accusations true You hatin' from nosebleeds, I wish you well Smokin' on my ex pack tonight Smokin' on my ex pack tonight Smokin' on my ex pack tonight Smokin' on You can trust in me I can, you said I can trust in you I can, I can You can trust in me You can, you can Oh, oh