1970

Yeah, yeah

I'm back

Look

While you smoke that trash, I be smoking gas, baby

Four thousand a pack, I be thinking like a trap, baby

I was on the ave, trying to pay that first and last

You was in a cab, trying to get to me with my bags

Now I'm never gonna have to pinch pennies

Ball like I made it to the semis

I can bag bitches on a 10-speed

Imagine what I do in a Bentley

Ain't shit friendly

Fuck everything you doin'

Just drink this Henny (Drink up)

Smoked out with my friends like 1970

But this ain't no TV show, it's real life

Take two puffs of that, tell me how you feel

And I pulled up on your block like, what's the deal?

Picked you up when you had no wheels

Held you down when you had no deal (Now it's my turn)

Outta Bel Air like Will

In the left wing smokin kill, still gettin' money like Bill

I don't see nothin' but the hills (Five thousand miles away)

In the south where they keep shit trill

In the Chi where they got that drill

In LA where they off them pills

You could be catchin' this wave

You could be pressin' the plays

They all wanna sleep on you now

But wait till you catchin' a blaze

Shit is depressin', I swear

Mint blow a breath in the air

I got a session of twelve

Let's make it a family affair

And lately I'm feelin' myself

Why you smoke that trash, I be smoking gas, baby

Four thousand a pack got me thinking like a trap baby

I was on the ave, tryna pay that first and last

You was in a cab, tryin to get to me with my bags

Now I never gonna have to pinch pennies

Ball like I made it to the semis

I could bag bitches on a 10-speed

Imagine what I do in a Bentley

Ain't shit friendly

Fuck everything you doin'

Just drink this Henny (Drink up)

Smoked out with my friends like 1970

Off the pills got me feelin' like I'm Neo

Out in Vegas I be ballin' at the Rio (Bet that shit)

Smoking kill, call me Quentin Tarantino

In Miami, I'ma live like Dan Marino

Till I be counting my days, had to figure out how to get paid

Had to get the drugs out of the way, in the end of the all be okay

Like a hippie, I'm catching a vibe

All that Reggie ain't getting me high

Had to stand up on Capitol Hill

Had to make that shit happen for real

While you smoke that trash, I be smoking gas, baby

Four thousand a pack, got me thinking like a trap, baby

I was on the ave, tryna pay that first and last

You was in a cab, tryna get to me with my bags

Now I'm never gonna have to pinch your pennies

Ball like I made it to the semis

I can bag bitches on a 10-speed

Imagine what I do in a Bentley

Ain't shit friendly

Fuck everything you doin', just drink this Henny (Drink up)

Smoked out with my friends like 1970