im not hittin cigarettes im smoking black and milds, black jak from a bitch that 21 and higher, nigga no relativity them twins inspired, keep extra deisel in the pack u want to fire, its a job so if she work it she might have u tired, i had work like the four wheels and spare suppliers, no plyers lady but just keep it tight don't go nowhere tonight but whats tomorrow in yo life, ive been thinking bright but nuff about me in the sight, remember niggas got a player rockin out the kites, put one i the air and let the smoke just real in dice, when i get to skating on them hoes not throwin rice nothing nice, but politic the rights whats the hype u realize from the sky as so fly what a drive in the night from a ride u can size whats yo type, pull off too fast u forgot something to find , pull off so fast u forgot just where to look, further than a limit what they call from when u push it, maybe off mountain edge and still survive who shouldn't, is it that surprise when they guessed wrong as if wouldn't, ha and have em shookin and thats not how its designed ima use it all the time, drug-free but still smoking high, u act like u forgot just what