Lyrics:
My Morning Jacket Smokin From Shootin

with one thing Now we are dealing with something else, oh Do you see my smoking guns? They're smoking from a shootin' Smokin' from shootin' Smokin' from shootin

dealing with one thing Now we are dealing with something else, oh Do you see my smoking guns? they're smoking from a shootin' smoking from shootin' smokin' from shootin

pumpin' crills to get payed Alcohol in my glass blunt filled up with haze We congregated in front them grocery stores Sellin' crack held gats and conversate while we smoked

I try to keep it white and Vogue's like foldin Hopin freaks will get inside of my Lacville 79 I got my toolbox, got my booster cables, and jack I get

a broad on a rag My pants sag down past my waistline with the vive When I leave the coffee table got my nine by my spine Funkin' like its goin' out of

a scheme, I'm stainin' for my dividends And pay a livin', neh nigga, gon' bother my cheese gon' reach the ceilling fan You can catch my in that president

shine! (Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh-oooooooooooooohhhhhh!) Yay's still livin' the crime route Dilver my dimes out, when TNT outta call it time out. {DAMN! } [explode] I blow four charges if I do-own (come on!) My

I'm from the C [GREEN EYES] Now as I tight'n up my flags, my bhakis sag low Banged up for Inglewood, yeah 104 'bout to pull a jack in my bucket, nigga

But I try to keep it white and Vogue's like foldin Hopin freaks will get inside of my Lacville 79 I got my toolbox, got my booster cables, and jack I