Nems - Thots on a Friday lyrics

[Intro: Henry Miller] What'chu got on different packs Marlboro Edges, maybe some Blacks Or maybe you want different bu*ts Well we've got 27's, Southern Cuts Way before the silhouettes Way before the cigarettes Squack of Pairs 2014 [Verse 1: Jordan Lair] Mic k**in', bad b**h stealin' So you better keep your girl away she might catch feelings Show a hoe how much I blow, a couple O's before a show Im dropping bars in hotboxes, she making angels in the snow Cigarettes, Secrets, Corvettes, no regrets The rookie's in the ring, so you better place your G bets k** opponents in a sequence, a demon with a reason, ain't no pretense Im rapping for a reason, it's my weakness Like a genius on a scholarship thesis, we blow the crowd a** backwards, bu*thead and Beavus It ain't debatable, the kid is sensational Smoke recreational, life is vocational Or vacational, the tropics are the topic tho We party where they got the snow Groupies in the bathroom caught 'em powdering their nose Burnholes in clothes Gotta get sh** off my chest like bare breasts of these hoes to the left of me Nicotine, Ecstasy Packs on my breath I rep it to the d**h, you see? [Verse 2: Henry Miller] I don't know what happened Goddamn, that green looks blackened Don't let me catch you napping 'cause then you will be flattened You don't know, but Ive been trapping Bet you don't know Ive been rapping Been to both and west is cracking And you all know east is lacking Walk outside and now they clapping Till the AM drinking captain Smashing you an hear the flapping Playing madden now I'm snapping Don't be saddened cause I'm lapping Just be glad to hear the rapping And all the questions that I'm asking 'Bout answers i don't even wanna know Like texts from every girl, saying "I'm not a hoe, just so you know" Like, sorry gotta go Looks like you missed the show We moving to and fro And you just move too slow Go ahead, Play with your hoes And before that you know We'll be selling out shows We've got bottles and bottles the money just flows Smoking pot upon pot while we sit and compose But the fam never stops it continues to grow And the pack's taking hits while delivering blows And you wonder why we give a f** well who knows [Outro: Henry Miller] See what I tell you? Pack is Back We taking this sh** to a whole 'other level Move out the way we hitting gas step on the petal