How Many? The Burn Unit (Ft. Smoke DZA, Trademark Da Skydiver & Young Roddy)
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[Intro: Smoke DZA]
You're gifted with the power
Turn water into wine
Too long
Get a hundred thousand dollar dimes
You get the point
Statik Selektah
[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
How many puffs does it take to turn a joint into a roach clip?
How many pulls does it take to see the bottom of a whole zip?
How many puffs does it take to turn a joint into a roach clip?
How many L’s does it take to see the bottom of a bag?
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Set a nigga out, I need that potency that flow with me
That OMG, that where the fuck you get that shit from?
Dawg, I need that O-O.G. , not potpourri, come smoke with me
Get fourth degree burns on your motherfucking lungs
She asking 'bout a million questions, got curbed last round
[?]
Blowing loud every time I'm in the club
Niggas running down asking for a dub
Sipping some Avian, low as [?]
[?] and my clothes smell like cheeba
Reefer wrapping raw, seek the benefits for sure
Got this quarter piece by law, my feet'll never touch the floor
Kushed God, they like you on something
Yeah, big clouds like the storm's coming
Too chinky-eyed for me to see
I tryna match up with the boy, you end up fucking up your re-up
You're gifted with the power
Turn water into wine
Too long
Get a hundred thousand dollar dimes
You get the point
Statik Selektah
[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
How many puffs does it take to turn a joint into a roach clip?
How many pulls does it take to see the bottom of a whole zip?
How many puffs does it take to turn a joint into a roach clip?
How many L’s does it take to see the bottom of a bag?
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Set a nigga out, I need that potency that flow with me
That OMG, that where the fuck you get that shit from?
Dawg, I need that O-O.G. , not potpourri, come smoke with me
Get fourth degree burns on your motherfucking lungs
She asking 'bout a million questions, got curbed last round
[?]
Blowing loud every time I'm in the club
Niggas running down asking for a dub
Sipping some Avian, low as [?]
[?] and my clothes smell like cheeba
Reefer wrapping raw, seek the benefits for sure
Got this quarter piece by law, my feet'll never touch the floor
Kushed God, they like you on something
Yeah, big clouds like the storm's coming
Too chinky-eyed for me to see
I tryna match up with the boy, you end up fucking up your re-up
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