Tray Savage Verse 1x
Ride up and I pop that
40 on me no kick back
Drop his a** then forget that
Smoking dope while I lay back
Esco b**h we go way back
A lot of money with a lot of smoke
A lot of money with a lot of hoes
Banded up, that's a lot of Hoes
Foreign ride Truck full of hoes
With the mac start dropping roles
Let off shots make his body fall
Take him down, pipe to his nose
Run that bread need his bank roles
With the hard so I lock and load
Mask up, can't stand the smoke
Kush smoke that's a lot of smoke
EscoBar Verse 1x
Kush smoke that's a lot of smoke
I smoke kush, I dont smoke legur
Got cold dean all in my cup
She is feeling me, she wants to know
What's up, I can judge these n***as
I can judge these hoes
And I count money and I love to smoke
And the 305, I be with my bros
And Chiraq we got the poles
That loud pack, I blow the oaks
Broke n***as you kn ow the code
You wifey she be off the poles
I can't trust these b**hes, I can't trust a soul
Broke n***as don't know the code
Am a young n***a I live by the code
Ahhhhhh