Holy Smokes ft. Eduardo Lyrics

Taking a toke, and I'm seeing the holy ghost

Like 'Holy smokes

Don't dance in the rave, got to stay composed

Like word to the bros

I don't do cap on the track, if I relay that to my guy then I'm passin' the hoes

Lo sai che la gang getting wavy

The grind don't stop 'till I decompose

Pass me the green and I'm taking a toke

Play me a beat and they know how it goes

Step on the pitch, how I pass on the green

Manifesting got me feelin' a feen

Seeing the top like my live is a movie

Tell 'em again that"It ain't what it seems"

Stingy with Ps like my names Ebenezer?

Fuck that brudda, we score with the team

Passing me when I was down on a low

Look at me now, I'm the man of her dreams

Take that hoe, then I pass her to bro

'Cause I hit that once, now she feeling a feen

Keeping my circle tight like a virgin

And I stay on DND

Talk on my name 'cause they know about me

Show 'em the step 'cause it's my routine

Feel like the man with a plan

Hop on a jet, Don't know when I'm arriving

But I'm telling my bro"Soon Land"

They wanna know, but they don't understand

Standing on business, Niggas can't fix this

Cock it and pray it don't jam

Keeping it lubed, no grease no Santorini

Know it's my tunes that bang

Ain't enough room in the whip for your baggage

Getting the hoes out the inventory

Same hoes talking the same old shit"Slay" that yat bro the sang too corny

All of these bad Bs on me, They wanna taste 'cause they know I'm an artist

Like, 'Essay, pick up the phone!' they be begging it now cus they know I'm the hardest

(They know I'm the hardest)

Taking a toke, and I'm seeing the holy ghost

Like 'Holy smokes

Don't dance in the rave, got to stay composed

Like word to the bros

I don't do cap on the track, if I relay that to my guy then I'm passin' the hoes

Lo sai che la gang getting wavy

The grind don't stop 'till I decompose

Like Lanez, I ain't been broke in a minute

And this is the intro

I'm building my fame and my image

These man try take, and take from me but I'm holding my ground like a scrimmage

Steal the spotlight like a pillage

Tryna leave town for the village

Telling them straight, like a realist

Tryna see me on the forbes list

Never much one to be thoughtless

Thinking out loud so I talk less

I'm stubborn, my mind like a fortress

If money is the root of all evil

Then you man are saints

See all them man on my rear view

I'm winning the race, Hundred meters

Drink in my cup, do it like Dave, Watching my pace

I still drink V-I-M-T-O 'cause this sweet one said that she liking my taste

Never been one for the chase

She said"Eddie you're making me shy"

Cah I keep close contact with her face

Taking a toke, and I'm seeing the holy ghost

Like 'Holy smokes

Don't dance in the rave, got to stay composed

Like word to the bros

I don't do cap on the track, if I relay that to my guy then I'm passin' the hoes

Lo sai che la gang getting wavy

The grind don't stop 'till I decompose