Kid Dop3 - Discrete lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, check, look [Verse 1: Kid Dop3] I got pot to smoke, pounds on me like bench press I don't consider this heavy lifting, kush cologne, I know you smell it Catch a contact, a mile away you start inhaling, I been riding blaze Ghosted as I'm floating through my city You hop inside that foreign, watch them people treat you different Off status symbols, new sh** ain't even tinted, just a toasted owner whippin' Baked goods, my kitchen jumpin', gold grill shimmer Through the smoke and business discussions, and that's a slight flex Quantum steps over your Timex, I chatted with the j**eler Asked him if he could design this, put the crown in my mouth They grillin' ya highness, still smoking that blindness My aroma can treat your gramp's glaucoma Need 2-8's on my zips, no shorts, no [?] Too stressed for stress dog, naw I keeps that potent Seen my ex the other day when I was gliding down the beat I ain't stop, I ain't talk, I ain't even skip a beat Just eye contact and smiled, brim lower than my seat Yeah [Hook] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I gotta keep it discrete Yeah, yeah I gotta keep it discrete Yeah, yeah, yeah I can't have my name in these streets No, no, no I gotta keep it discrete [Verse: Dom McLennon] n***as love to talk about the grind, when they don't really do sh** Why everybody so useless? Best I get to do is use 'em as a toothpick Acting so foolish, left me k**ing every track, ain't therapeutic b**h I got the movement and we all so ruthless Don't got time for no nuisance, don't f** with my smoothness You n***as are clueless Guess that it can be hereditary You ain't got a future if it isn't scary Hit a lick by any means necessary But the type of lick we hit is revolutionary So you must be mistaken or minding or vacant if you thought we ever were faking My dream ain't been taking, I'm going for all of the bacon That's due to the place I was raised in You n***as is burnt out like raisins, oh no I guess that that would be unfortunate I put that ego up like it's an ornament, fam Hope my bro feel this to feel like the man Options never been in my plan unless it's options in the contract You ain't talking digits? Better fall back Hit you with the vision, and we off that n***as can't flex like us, cause they never thought that Goddamn [Hook] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I gotta keep it discrete Yeah, yeah I gotta keep it discrete Yeah, yeah, yeah I can't have my name in these streets No, no, no I gotta keep it discrete Aye, I gotta keep it discrete Yeah, can't have my name in these streets Uh, n***as be talking and plotting on me I gotta keep it lowkey, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I gotta keep it discrete Yeah, yeah I gotta, yeah