Letras
Yeah, all I smoke exotics
Fuck around with me, gon' get problems
Fuck out of this scene, you don't belong here
Talk down on me, gon' fold you like a lawn chair
I don't like that Monclair
But I'll pull up in some Burberry, on me
No, we do not bond here
Yeah, we hang around with shooters and some mobs here
We see it so clear
Flew out to Tennessee, felt like my home
Only got ten of me, so I got some more
I see the end of it, yeah, I see it all
I got a tendency, yeah, to go and ball
All I smoke exotics
Fuck around with me, gon' get problems
Fuck out of this scene, you don't belong here
Talk down on me, gon' fold you like a lawn chair
Don't you run here, you act like a clown here
And you should feel me, and you should fear me
Yeah, all I smoke exotics
Fuck around with me, gon' get problems
Fuck out of this scene, you don't belong here
Tucked down on me, gon' fold you like a launcher
I don't like that Monclair
But I'll pull up in some Burberry, oh man
No, we do not bond here
Yeah, we hang around with shooters and some mobs here
We see it so clear