Smoked out locced ridin wit a shotti pumps
Smokin on that sh#t that make ya body jump
Throw him In the trunk and then we prolly dump
Brain is dead my body slumped
I don’t wanna go
Thought a second I was coming down but now that is a no
Gotta hit another show
Cuz livin ain’t free
I just go pound on the pavement and hit me some licks
They talkin numbers can’t count up to six
I’m who they call when they needin a fix
I’m skimpin out all of them pricks
Point nine
Still burn in that joint fine
Cash is king come annoint mine
And give me your dough
I ain’t gon settle this weight like some metal
It’s heavy and all that I know
Is you ain’t gone find it this low
Not in a hundred life’s
Or in a hundred nights
Like a Mack 10 when we backed in
Stackеd up the Mack truck and they packed in
Black guts in a black Bеnz
Hands tucked and they back in
My strength in the numbers
Movin weight all summer
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Burnout MacGyver Lyrics – Smoked Out