(Intro)
Hello, my name's psych, this song was inspired by Devante fields, go get my new project, called habits, thank you...
(Hook)
Blowin' smoke, yah we blowin' o's, were on a roll, b**h up out our zone, I'm on patron, god I feel so gone, bottle runs and bongs I think I k**ed my lungs
(Verse)
And pretty sure I fried my lungs, got c**ain but I sliced my gums, on a streak got a pack-a-punch, you a mommas boy better pack your lunch, cause I'm taking you to school, only kid rocking with j**els, trying to grab me some b**bs, got bowls and bowls with my goons, and your girl so cool, were making her loose, and were breaking the rules, got my vape and a juice, a crusade and a crew, getting paid to be rude, getting paid like a j**, you got nothing to do with my success, you lose, I have to be the best, King Kong, watch me beat my chest, shirt pressed, I got heat like my shirts on a heat press, but now I'm looking fresh to d**h, like my d**h is fresh better rest your head
(Hook)
Blowin' smoke, yah we blowin' o's, were on a roll, b**h up out our zone...
(Outro)
Hold on real quick, let me hit this b**h, I k**ed my lungs once, k**ed my lungs twice, look real close you can see the devil in my eyes, see that I'm drunk, paradise, living life, like I've been at the top, like I've been getting guap, heard around the world like a bullet shot from a cop, you dropped, wait?