$moked Out $hawty Lyrics

Roll another one, takin' gas to the dome mane

Granddaddy Purp mixed with Runtz got me floating

I don't trust these bitches cause they all just some hoes mane

Finna blow up nine-eleven with the airplane

Hangin' with the crew, we don't talk to these no names

We just kickin' back, smokin' packs, on our own thang

Everybody wanna follow cause we got our own wave

But they can never be me cause I'm triller than a hoe mane

Bitch you know I'm pimpin'

Purple what I'm sippin'

Got a zip, bitch I'll flip it

Pass the blunt, let me hit it

Goin' hard 'til the finish

Can't stop mane, I'm up in it

I want racks, I want digits

Ain't finna stop, no quitting

Trillstar , it's me

I'm puffin' on OG

Chasing money, making power moves, we gone let 'em see

You can talk down but that's cheap

Cause we the best there be

Bitch I'm up all night no sleep

And the dark is where I be