Blow The Roof

Full cars when we roll out, smoke goin' all in

Cups in the backseat, smoke while we driving

City on my back, cup o' Jack with some cubes in

The sky is the ceiling, blow the roof, let the top in

Might take s**t as an offense, watch what you're talkin'

I'm wildin' out with my crew, please approach with some caution

Plug on the call end, he is knowing why I'm callin'

I'm high off a feeling, big moves, I stay locked in

Roll the windows down, so they all can smell that s**t

I barley see through the clouds, ain't trust no one but my bic

I'm losing weight, I lose my doubts, I can't go nothin' but big