mystery machine - keepitswain lyrics
breaking down grams
rolling with the fam
headed to some bands and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
came with the plan
jays in my hand
blowing h*lla o’s and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
pay me in advance, bet i make em dance
playing in the van while i’m smoking on trance
still riding smooth like some b*tter in the pan
dipping with my pimping, liberated black man
n*gga making money, ima money making n*gga
outta clayco, come and holla take a visit
got impalas and them civics and them honda accords
encore, give em more then i’m gone out the door
breaking down grams
rolling with the fam
headed to some bands and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
came with the plan
jays in my hand
blowing h*lla o’s and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
that top 5 chatter don’t matter* i’m high as f*ck
prop the p*ssy up on a platter then pipe it up
got 2 b*tches scissoring knowing i’m trying to cut
rolling papers gold; my crutch is mitus touch
marx swain back up in this b*tch again
heads get to ducking once the doja hit the fame
smoke this blunt; have you choking stuck in a cobra’s clutch
see that mystery machine? you already know wasp
breaking down grams
rolling with the fam
headed to some bands and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
came with the plan
jays in my hand
blowing h*lla o’s and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
money in my hand, money in advance
i’m sticking to the plan, you n*ggas uncle sam
f*ck what these haters saying, no games that i’m playing
now im high as f*ck, can’t land; i got a b*tch in j*pan
f*ck my hoes in demand, gotta rockstar b*tch, roxanne
that p*ssy is toxic, that p*ssy bring problems
me and my n*ggas we up one, yeah them hoes gonna f*ck some
cause they seen you get dough, but i still let these hoes go
breaking down grams
rolling with the fam
headed to some bands and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
came with the plan
jays in my hand
blowing h*lla o’s and we smoking out vans
smoking out the van, yeah we smoking out the van
k!lling these shows then we smoking out the van
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