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letra de calm - graffik

[intro]
woah, woah, oh
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
uh

[chorus]
i smoke gas ’til i get calm
smokin’ strong, yeah, that sh-t got me gone
you can’t hang, nah, better play along
never cared ’bout the fame, nah, i do this sh-t for the fun
smokin’ on gas everyday, i think i need some new lungs
i ain’t playin’ no games, ain’t lebron
i just hit up the bank with your jawn
they wish they can make what i floss
that sh-t ain’t no gang, they some frauds
i taught my boys how to ball, shout out to lavar
shout out to your broad, shout out to god, yeah

[verse 1]
i don’t got a answer for none of your questions
i’m droppin’ cash at the mall, they tryna see how i’m dressin’
do not come into my town with no weapon
got the k!llеrs with me, yeah, they stеppin’
please don’t turn me to a menace
she eatin’ the d-ck for breakfast
i just be servin’, i feel like it’s tennis
sh-t gettin’ hot, yeah, i feel like it’s texas
i never played, no, this ain’t no olympics
diamonds inside of my t–th, they glisten
b-tch, just be careful about who you dissin’
i was just sippin’, i got double vision
i put the smoke in the air, yeah
stop callin’ me, b-tch, i don’t care, yeah
three girls, let ’em share, yeah
i got my hand on her hair, yeah
she wanna know what it’s like, she wanna know what this life like
one false move, that’s night-night
[chorus]
i smoke gas ’til i get calm
smokin’ strong, yeah, that sh-t got me gone
you can’t hang, nah, better play along
never cared ’bout the fame, nah, i do this sh-t for the fun
smokin’ on gas everyday, i think i need some new lungs
i ain’t playin’ no games, ain’t lebron
i just hit up the bank with your jawn
they wish they can make what i floss
that sh-t ain’t no gang, they some frauds
i taught my boys how to ball, shout out to lavar
shout out to your broad, shout out to god, yeah

[verse 2]
yeah, the feds tryna keep the kid locked
i’m just with your b-tch, she say, “don’t stop”
lookin’ for the opps on they block
no disguisin’, i ain’t masked up
you was poppin’ back then, now you mad stuck
i just put hydraulics on the jag’ truck
the way that y’all went out, man, that’s some sad stuff
i can’t keep them ’round, man, they some bad luck
flipped a couple, now we mad up
they do anything just for that fast buck
yeah, they might sell they soul
don’t tell n0body, don’t want them to know
i been in the fast lane, i can never go slow
[chorus]
i smoke gas ’til i get calm
smokin’ strong, yeah, that sh-t got me gone
you can’t hang, nah, better play along
never cared ’bout the fame, nah, i do this sh-t for the fun
smokin’ on gas everyday, i think i need some new lungs
i ain’t playin’ no games, ain’t lebron
i just hit up the bank with your jawn
they wish they can make what i floss
that sh-t ain’t no gang, they some frauds
i taught my boys how to ball, shout out to lavar
shout out to your broad, shout out to god, yeah

- graffik

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