Текст песни «Smoke Dza - Legends In The Making»

(Hook)
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Were legends in the making
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Were legends in the making
And we roll up that dower
Mo money, mo power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making
And we roll up that dower
Mo money, mo power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making

(Verse)
Young Khalifa, where the don Khalifa?
When in every car Im smoking weed
Up in it, I dont know what type of shit you on
I need at least a zip
Didnt you hear? I say the cars I own are never least a whip
Leather jacket, nigga muscle cars on that greasy shit
And my bandana tied, I play to ride
Live a movie so make sure the camera right
And Im pullin up and hoppin out a mess of shit that young niggas aint supposed to get
You know Im rich
Uh!
Nigga my whole squad getting it
Practically live on the road
Doing 100 when Im in this bitch
You know niggas kinda slow
A raw paper and some bong weed
That lil niggas tryna clone me
And labels tryin to make the old me
But Im the only one and only

(Hook)
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Were legends in the making
And we roll up that dower
Mo money, mo power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making

(Verse)
Kush god, keep it rollin like the brakes broken
Thats a little gram, little man that aint smoking
We move this shit, movie shit, Im in motion
George Kush, second term and Im still loaded
Yo bitch on me, all over Miami still
Im in the bay, smoking on king Kinley
On that YO, retro haze but SP
I dont search for trees, I am OG
Lil nigga yo lungs aint strong enough to high box regard
You aint got no ones and you mouthin off
Nigga knock it off
Niggas is blow
Run we goin down, thats how much we gon do
But not so much stuff, you have to start my own dude
Big face Rollie, and my mob stay smooth
Fuckin bitches, now Im lookin like a nigga like you
Im from Harlem

(Hook)
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Were legends in the making
And we roll up that dower
Mo money, mo power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making

(Verse)
Hoes where you get that weed from?
Please dont roll another one
I dont even think thats trees son
Bullshit, all this to show you something
Motor running, tank on F
High, I came high off the bed string
I write with my left brain
Haters face get tight when its set game
And them hoes know the business
Ball tight game for the ones they missin
No book, boy we handle bitches
Nigga I rap clothes off yo women
Clothes I smoke, were all in one city
Gold and chrome, 13 inches
Bikes on the dashboard, 16 switches
Car full of fumes, smoking that fuel
X on in the ashtray of my team
Send a hoe smellin like Chevron theme
You more than whip, expectin you to
Double my money, double the crew
Triple what we smoked yesterday
Then its 4-20, 24/7
Spitter Andretti, Ferraris and Chevys

(Hook)
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Were legends in the making
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Ridin, smokin preme
Were legends in the making
And we roll up that dower
Mo money, mo power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making
And we roll up that dower
Mo money, mo power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making