Smoke - Soulja Boy

I be so gone

Chillin' in the clubs

What you don’t know won’t hurt you

And I be gone, I be gone

Wake up in the morning and I’m twisting blunts

Everyday I’m getting money this is not a stunt

I’m SOD money ganging till the day I go

Got money all up in my clothes

Got money all up on the floor

Big bang rose ye big bang rose, Louie this and Gucci that

Artifacts, lots of tests

Lots of money and alot of stacks

They check me out we done through that

They cash you out we went through that

Stay with the stacks and stay with the cash

Got them plex same rolplex

Rolling up with that magazine with my face up on the cover

Bitches on my dick man I get 'em like no other

Swag got the space, swag ye I made that

But shout out to Lil B that’s my nigga we gon' swag

Pull up drop my tank, pull up I got bands

You already know what’s up with me SOD to the end

Came up out the base world, smoking with a base girl

Riding through the city and I’m feeling out of space girl

Take you to another world I take you to another planet

We get so high up in this bitch that you can’t stand up

We get so high up in this bitch that you can’t stand up

And she just wanna smoke and fuck

And she just wanna smoke and fuck

So nigga I just roll it up

So nigga I just roll it up

So nigga I just roll it

She just wanna smoke and fuck

She just wanna smoke and fuck

So you know I roll it up

So you know I roll it up

I be cashed out walking out the mall

With a whole lot of Versace and Barberi, Chanel, Ermez, Bill

Whatever is whatever

I’m getting money I make it rain and change the weather

I’m out of space on a space ship we cross a million

If you can buy it try it, I’m 'bout to start a riot

Gold on my bracelet and gold in my rings

I put gold and diamonds on every chain