ShMiZeD Lyrics

With the guys they say roll up one

Some drank this the pick up ye

Portillo beef croissant feel up me

High must be the munchies

Propane 97 spark up the gas

On the E-way 95 do the dash

I can't see myself back taking last

Hard to tippy-toe when you walk on glass

Middle of the vultures last of the pack

Had to hustle had to push through the snow

Kicking all these doors

Do you hear me

Coopy gota get it

Focus on ya Self and ya know I'm staying lifted

Still about my business

Couple niggas that'll roll with sticks

With precision can't recall a miss

Move wrong yeah I keep a shhhhh

I just keep on rolling trips

Private class pass the bic

Still up off the faucet with the drip

Till I tap in shit

Talkin big wagon with the pent

Lotta M like I'm stuttering

With the guys they say roll up one

Pour up some drank this the pick up ye

Portillo beef croissant feel up me

Drunk and high must be the munchies

Propane 97 spark up the gas

On the E-way 95 do the dash

I can't see myself back taking last

Hard to tippy-toe when you walk on glass

Ohh yeah roll up

Ohh yeah I stunt

If she mine ima give her what she want

Attitude she gone think I'm coming home

Hello baby I don't wanna be alone

Call me back soon as you get yo phone

With the guys they say roll up one

With the guys they say roll up one

Pour up some drank this the pick up ye

Portillo beef croissant feel up me

Drunk and high must be the munchies

Propane 97 spark up the gas

On the E-way 95 do the dash

I can't see myself back taking last

Hard to tippy-toe when you walk on glass

I been out here getting tree tree

Revive the city link up at the fee fee

Nostalgic vibes like its off a CD

Need it with no delay

Listen gottem hoocked like its free base

Pass through they teeth like its tooth paste

Tied to a check like a shoe lace

I'm just tryna stay cool my guy

Look at him he just way to high

I been chill waiting on my time

With the guys they say roll up one

Pour up some drank this the pick up ye

Portillo beef croissant feel up me

Drunk and high must be the munchies

Propane 97 spark up the gas

On the E-way 95 do the dash

I can't see myself back taking last

Hard to tippy-toe when you walk on glass