Calm Lyrics

Woah, woah, oh

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh

I smoke gas 'til I get calm

Smokin' strong, yeah, that shit got me gone

You can't hang, nah, better play along

Never cared 'bout the fame, nah, I do this shit for the fun

Smokin' on gas everyday, I think I need some new lungs

I ain't playin' no games, ain't LeBron

I just hit up the bank with your jawn

They wish they can make what I floss

That shit ain't no gang, they some frauds

I taught my boys how to ball, shout out to Lavar

Shout out to your broad, shout out to God, yeah

I don't got a answer for none of your questions

I'm droppin' cash at the mall, they tryna see how I'm dressin'

Do not come into my town with no weapon

Got the killers with me, yeah, they steppin'

Please don't turn me to a menace

She eatin' the dick for breakfast

I just be servin', I feel like it's tennis

Shit gettin' hot, yeah, I feel like it's Texas

I never played, no, this ain't no Olympics

Diamonds inside of my teeth, they glisten

Bitch, just be careful about who you dissin'

I was just sippin', I got double vision

I put the smoke in the air, yeah

Stop callin' me, bitch, I don't care, yeah

Three girls, let 'em share, yeah

I got my hand on her hair, yeah

She wanna know what it's like, she wanna know what this life like

One false move, that's night-night

I smoke gas 'til I get calm

Smokin' strong, yeah, that shit got me gone

You can't hang, nah, better play along

Never cared 'bout the fame, nah, I do this shit for the fun

Smokin' on gas everyday, I think I need some new lungs

I ain't playin' no games, ain't LeBron

I just hit up the bank with your jawn

They wish they can make what I floss

That shit ain't no gang, they some frauds

I taught my boys how to ball, shout out to Lavar

Shout out to your broad, shout out to God, yeah

Yeah, the feds tryna keep the kid locked

I'm just with your bitch, she say, "Don't stop"

Lookin' for the opps on they block

No disguisin', I ain't masked up

You was poppin' back then, now you mad stuck

I just put hydraulics on the Jag' truck

The way that y'all went out, man, that's some sad stuff

I can't keep them 'round, man, they some bad luck

Flipped a couple, now we mad up

They do anything just for that fast buck

Yeah, they might sell they soul

Don't tell nobody, don't want them to know

I been in the fast lane, I can never go slow

I smoke gas 'til I get calm

Smokin' strong, yeah, that shit got me gone

You can't hang, nah, better play along

Never cared 'bout the fame, nah, I do this shit for the fun

Smokin' on gas everyday, I think I need some new lungs

I ain't playin' no games, ain't LeBron

I just hit up the bank with your jawn

They wish they can make what I floss

That shit ain't no gang, they some frauds

I taught my boys how to ball, shout out to Lavar

Shout out to your broad, shout out to God, yeah