Smoke Dza Spottieottiedopajetshit
[Verse: Smoke DZA]
Righttttttttt
Jet Life. We controllin' the sky
Loaded as a motherfucka but I'm re-energized
I got my hands on the money, I got my eyes on the prize
Dawg you know what this is, no need to question my fly
You know I be lowin' up
Got the goons lookin' clean as f..ck
Fly shit, baby, I be on nice kicks, daily
I'm a low store regular, never smokin' that regular
Nigga three trippy sticks in, homie hot and ahead of ya
You already know what this is nigga
Gotta get that bread, I got kids nigga
F..ck the juice, there too many niggas in my hood go out
in a blaze tryna get it like Wiz nigga
This game for live men, not for freshmen
Them JLR niggas got it locked down, no second guessin'
