Mirror on the ceiling (We We smokin' 'em all all) Light me up and breathe in We We smokin' 'em all all Get off on me, my body's got you pleadin' Mirror on the ceilin' Off on me, my body's got you pleadin'

Ah, yeah beautiful girls Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no All All I need is a beautiful girl What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can turn your head around She was seaside sittin', just a smokin' smokin' and a drinkin' on ringside, On top of

I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em 'em to my niggaz c'mon Now tell me what y'all smoking What kinda heat y'all holdin' Well is your creep move potent We We got the plan in motion Want to get high, come smoke with me Smoke with me, light it up

Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup All All my car got leather and wood in my hood we we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with

Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em 'em turning out You cop it live, boy I got it all all on film Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk No you

(Whoa, whoa) (Here we we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em 'em back and drink 'em 'em dry Leave it all all out on the field tonight We We ain't gonna stop, ready or not

(Just believe, just believe) Just believe (just believe, just believe, just believe) Smokin' on the loudest ? Tryna see through a cloud of doubt Goin' till a pound is out We We all got problems too proud to pout Born in '99, I ain't about to count Takin'

Smokin' in the boys' room 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' smokin' ain't allowed in school Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules I tell you, I was smokin' smokin' in the boys' room Whoo, did you ever seem to have one of those days When everyone's on your

Pull up swerving in a coupe Move them bricks to the bando like, ouu Diamond on my wrist and it look like glue Maison Margiela all all over my shoe Walk in the club and I flex like ouu Walk in the club and I flex like, ouu Smokin' Smokin' on loud pack, ouu