[Hook: Friedaze & Lil Pier]
Foggin' up the glass, how we smokin' it up
I don't give a fuck, Pomicana my cup
Devil in the shotgun, he rollin' a Dutch
Speed limits don't mean a thing after dusk
Party on the road, how you drive with a buzz?
Piggies on the curb, gotta skrrt, it's a bust
Got two kinds of gas, leave your lungs in the dust
Know we got some hoes when your girl's in the cut
[Verse 1: Lil Pier]
Uh, he can't hang with us
Toxin levels dangerous
Ooh, he 'bout half my size, pussy boy can't bang with us
Ooh, whatchu' lookin at? Ooh, I ain't lookin' back
Chungus chuff it back, lungs is turning black
Ooh, see me cookin' in the hotbox, you can't miss me
White boy, got some flavor, you can't sip me
Bubbly water, make me drown, gettin' tipsy
Ooh, caravan through our town, like a gypsy, uh
Cops is in the distance
Stop it, U-turn, whip it
We got Visine drippin', 20-20 vision
Rollin' while we cliffin'
Pack it thin and clip it
Profit off the difference
Handlin' and shippin'
Always stop at the line, like a free throw, uh
Give me thirty for a dime, what does he know, uh
Message document my crimes, I delete those
We losing track of time, it's the Tito's
[Hook: Friedaze & Lil Pier]
Foggin' up the glass, how we smokin' it up
I don't give a fuck, Pomicana my cup
Devil in the shotgun, he rollin' a Dutch
Speed limits don't mean a thing after dusk
Party on the road, how you drive with a buzz?
Piggies on the curb, gotta skrrt, it's a bust
Got two kinds of gas, leave your lungs in the dust
Know we got some hoes when your girl's in the cut
[Verse 2: Friedaze]
Dakota blastin' off, like a rocket
At McDonalds with the pack in my pocket
Pomicana, I know, it's exotic
You ain't gotta worry 'bout the sauce, girl, I got it
Boof in the wagon, we whippin' on the highway
Fuck all of them rules, kid, I'd rather do it my way
Bumping with the [?]
This ain't nothin' new, can we link up every Friday?
Hottie, thottie, more than just a body
Only second place when the lady tryna top me
Stop me, stop me, cops'll have to pop me
Shizzy black toyota, rev it up like Maserati
Boof is fucking with me mente
Cherry in my hand, un cereza caliente
I'm the shit boy, egoistamente
Flying over humps, guess I'm dying on a Wednesday, yuh
Rollin' keep me warm, ten degrees out
Hottest box, I ain't tryna let the heat out
They keep laying on that horn when we speed out
Flashing lights, guess it's time to throw the weed out
[Hook: Friedaze & Lil Pier]
Foggin' up the glass, how we smokin' it up
I don't give a fuck, Pomicana my cup
Devil in the shotgun, he rollin' a Dutch
Speed limits don't mean a thing after dusk
Party on the road, how you drive with a buzz?
Piggies on the curb, gotta skrrt, it's a bust
Got two kinds of gas, leave your lungs in the dust
Know we got some hoes when your girl's in the cut
[Verse 3: Lil Pier]
Uh, take a breath, we up next
What's that feeling in your chest?
We the best, like I'm Khaled
But I weigh a little less
Gettin' pissed, need a hit
Lookin' through the smoke like mist
Pass that shit, keep it lit
Get 'em jumpin, play a snip
Need a sip of the grog, Friedaze pass it like a lob
We some dogs, you know three kings
That's a mob, we some gods
On that real shit, see it crystal clear shit
Disappear to find us back and turned up in your ears shit
Uh, hit the gear shift, no cops, coast is clear shit
120 on the highway, living with no fear shit
Hot bars, shitty cars, this that Lil Pier shit
Pussy boy, little bitch, all terms of endearment
[Hook: Friedaze & Lil Pier]
Foggin' up the glass, how we smokin' it up
I don't give a fuck, Pomicana my cup
Devil in the shotgun, he rollin' a Dutch
Speed limits don't mean a thing after dusk
Party on the road, how you drive with a buzz?
Piggies on the curb, gotta skrrt, it's a bust
Got two kinds of gas, leave your lungs in the dust
Know we got some hoes when your girl's in the cut
[Verse 4: Friedaze]
Gas got me sayin fuck that red light
No one on the road, it's a dead night
I could take a hit, and it's looking like my friends might
You don't wanna creep, you just wanna go to bed, right?
Fuckin' lame wants a ride
Can't abide by the by
We like ridin' till we die
Got my guys, no surprise
Steady flying by the 5
1:05, right on time, got a date with my demise
Hey, hey, hey, hey, that was a close one
Live a little longer, let's celebrate and roll one
That kid looking shook, think they comin' on patrol, son
Singin' out my heart through the window, I got soul, son
Highway, highway, flyin' up the exit
Wind whippin', drink sippin', tuggin' on my necklace
My way, my way, we do all that best shit
Giant hunk of iron, boy, you lookin' so defenseless
[Hook: Friedaze & Lil Pier]
Foggin' up the glass, how we smokin' it up
I don't give a fuck, Pomicana my cup
Devil in the shotgun, he rollin' a Dutch
Speed limits don't mean a thing after dusk
Party on the road, how you drive with a buzz?
Piggies on the curb, gotta skrrt, it's a bust
Got two kinds of gas, leave your lungs in the dust
Know we got some hoes when your girl's in the cut
