sdp interlude

You taste good like soul food

Parked up outside in the old-school

The new me back with the old you

A dog always find his way back home and it's so true

Make it home, fall through and pop one

You know the motto's: "Smoke some, drink some, pop one"

Got your hand on my Glock while your ass ride shotgun

High, high stakes, we risk it every day

Ride around, around

I know fuckin' ugly niggas just not fun

Had to zero out the fade 'cause I'm not one, yeah, yeah

So smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit), Yeah

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Yeah-yeah, yeah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Yeah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah)

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

Smoke some, drink some, pop one

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, alright) Smoke some, drink some, pop one

I'ma run through

On the front stoops all gettin' ran through, yeah

Right, ball with it

Yeah, I'm in a cat call with it

Yeah, I made phone calls with it

Yeah, I made bank calls with it, yeah

And H-Town lately where you find me, yeah

Ride 'round city, no ID, yeah

Back of the Benz where I find peace, yeah

Beats popular

And me notchin' this

From doo-wop and 'em