Ride Along in Da Smoke Intro ft. Joseph Torres Lyrics

Yeah, we back finessing, me and the kid, once again, don't get it twisted

Reading the words, off the screen like this shit is scripted

Multi-visionary, pop a pill, now my vision blurry

Rappers think they close, see me drop, and now they in a scurry

I play the father role, I feel like Jay-Z in this coupe, but I won't sell my soul

I'm jumping off the ropes, Rey Mysterio, championship, all made up of gold

Trust me, could do it solo, since five years old wearing polo

These bitches look like Wazimotos, drink whiskey and do the coco

If you ain't feel like you dying, you ain't living, and that's a slogo

Bitch, get on me and ride me loco

Get the fuck off my dick, you lok's hoe

Ain't retarded, but I still carry some type of disorder

Touchdown in L.A., start for Houston like I'm Kevin Porter

I don't know what your bitch was on, or what you told her

Wintertime feels she be giving out, cold as Minnesota

What your motives when you open Pandora's box

Traded from the East Coast so much, you'd think that I had locks

Dreading all the younger generations filled up with depression

Spencer James, All-American, riding a Lexus

JDM riding, that shit stand for just down him

Yeah, this pack's for all the dogs, but the pack ain't no Howlin

Picture me ten years from now throwing a hundred thousand

In the air like Jordan till my face is on the mountains

I'm Rushmore, for the score I'm up four

Aventador with the uproar, I'm single-handedly cutthroat

Bandana on with the cut low, I ain't fucking with the love jokes

Climbing up all the tough ropes, doing nothing but the fucking upmost

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