GT Performer Smoke DZA (Ft. Action Bronson & Green R. Fieldz)
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[Intro: Action Bronson]
It's me, it's me
Uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
I got the big bag of Skittles, like Marshawn Lynch
No matter what, we never far from a bench
Never far from a stoop, never far from a hallway
Never far from a main street, never far from a Broadway
Uh, we say fuck what the Law say
Yeah, I pay the white piano on a beach
Tryin' to reach a higher place
I know there's more out there then just us, right?
So when I fuck, I try to make a doctor with this left nut
Or the world's greatest opera singer
Contribute something to this Earth before I leave it
And come back as some other motherfucker named Steven
From New Zealand
That don't smoke trees; you know that I'm a fiend
That's not gonna work; I hope it's just a dream, shit
There's shark on the menu
As I embark on this mission, to go cop haze
From 1-7-3 and Audubeezy
Five-hundred dimes, Body stashin' by the pee-pee
Six-hundred pounds combined
Stuffed like peppers in a Z-three
I used to ride the pegs on a GT Performer
It's me, it's me
Uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
I got the big bag of Skittles, like Marshawn Lynch
No matter what, we never far from a bench
Never far from a stoop, never far from a hallway
Never far from a main street, never far from a Broadway
Uh, we say fuck what the Law say
Yeah, I pay the white piano on a beach
Tryin' to reach a higher place
I know there's more out there then just us, right?
So when I fuck, I try to make a doctor with this left nut
Or the world's greatest opera singer
Contribute something to this Earth before I leave it
And come back as some other motherfucker named Steven
From New Zealand
That don't smoke trees; you know that I'm a fiend
That's not gonna work; I hope it's just a dream, shit
There's shark on the menu
As I embark on this mission, to go cop haze
From 1-7-3 and Audubeezy
Five-hundred dimes, Body stashin' by the pee-pee
Six-hundred pounds combined
Stuffed like peppers in a Z-three
I used to ride the pegs on a GT Performer
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