Deebo D Smoke & Snow Tha Product

[Intro]
(Sup, Smoke?)
Nothin'
(What you got on my drink?)
Nothin'

[Verse 1: D Smoke]
Queens shine and kings grind, the blinding light that we let off is so thorough (Thorough)
Sleep time and harvest, starvin' artists often turn to martyrs, no euros (Euros)
But we endured with spirits purer than the diamond, ran through fire infernos (Infernos)
But run up on us, ain't no easy come up, we'll one up a bitch nigga (D Smoke)
Supa
Rocket on my waist, I'm poppin'
It could be apocalypse, but, fuck, I gave went off the roof, roof, roof, roof
Chocolate nigga with lots of potential
I'm on to you Inglewood niggas on the loose, loose, loose, loose
Pop is a figure I follow
I figured my father coulda been a doctor, but he choose, choose, choose, choose
To park at the crib with a heart for the kids
Tony Stark, light up a nigga, woo, woo (Listen)
Viva mi barrio, salidas no hay
Palomita que dan encima (Vente Humo)
Mi vida es más exclusiva
Por eso las chicas quieren bésame, dame el culo
Lo tiran pa' tras y lo cacho con manos abiertos
Somos expertos, somos burós
Ahí las leonas y tigre, los monos
No viven por mucho tiempo, te lo juro
Chúpamelo, mami, si tú sabes lo que tengo en mi pantalones
I been on this shit since I was rockin' chonis in ghetto apartments
No regard, we don't offer condolences
Sharpen a sword and get to barking like fuckin' Napoleon
I'm OG homie en mi casa (Casa)
Y en mi ciudad aloco la raza (Raza)
I'm in the field like a running back
Hundred black gunnas huntin' for my enemies
Suffering succotash, you sucka ass