Letra de North Face Bombers - Smoke DZA

(Feat. The Game)

Yeah, I got 'em hella thirst

Comin' through with hella work, this better work

I was in some storms you couldn't weather hurt

Uptown hustler, sell you the game and a shirt

In all platforms, even in the metaverse

Before it got here, we was mailing first

Through the drought, we will immerse

Took a little patience, we was still in dirt

Born in the '80s

Crack birthed a lot of premature babies

Father's ghost way before Swayze

Hoppin' out Mercedes, it's KG

They feel a don

Bad bitch to feel up on

And zero bond

Every time you see me, got an iller charm

Layers of game, I could give you some

All my pillars strong, millions I cleared

A nigga been gettin' money for years

As it appears, I'm really fuckin' cool and I'm lovin' it here

Extra cozy with some bud in the air

Yeah

This is really fucking cool

Uzi, Draco, or FN, I'm gon' be with a weapon

Chopper kick like the Drunken Master when you playing Tekken

The section is the section

I'm Carhartt flexin'

Balenciaga Pendleton, they think I'm half Mexican

Play and get dealt with, you ain't never felt this

Double barrel sawed-off, I come through and melt shit

Leave him leaking like lava, hit his pockets for his wallet

Then leave his next of kin a couple thousand dollars

Think about your kids before you talk that shit

'Cause the coroner be outlining chalk that quick

Tell God you coming

No smoke, let's get into something

You seen LeBron just posted that all white Hummer

Yeah, we outside this summer

Fuck Instagram, we back writin' down bitches' numbers

North Face bomber, don't fail me now

If you ain't ready to die, bitch, you better tell me now

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