Machine Gun Kelly – Smoke and Drive Lyrics

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Ayy, what my homie, Mike P, say?

Roll the windows up when I get in the car and Imma light one up
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin’ on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime
Yeah, tryna get fucked up (Ayy)
Roll the windows up when I smoke and drive

Uh, I’m to the grave with this
I learned how to roll a joint before I shaved and shit (Haha, yeah)
In seventh grade and shit
I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze and shit
Bad as fuck, I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front
My dad found it in a month
He kicked me out, he had enough so I got up
I’m in the kitchen, baking pizza with a crust
For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs, yeah
Spaceships see me when I’m up, yeah
I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah
I’m in a party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah
I’m rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah
I’m in quarantine, but the weed man pulls up here
I got a hundred packs of backwoods
I can spend the next four months here
I spent 10K cash, I might cough up both lungs here
Filled up on gas and got high, but no stunts here
Mask on when I’m outside, drive fast, don’t waste time
Ass on my face time, strap on my waistline
Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt, hold it up, no Kreayshawn
Don’t give a fuck about these cops, put my hood on like Trayvon
All that I know is a W over my clan, I feel like Raekwon
Only time I get an L is when I be throwin’ ’em up for the gang sign
I been a king with the bars but now I can play guitar and the bassline
I heard them saying they doing it first, I’m doing this shit for the eighth time
I used to want a pool, now I’m waking up and I got one in the backyard
I break a lotta rules, so you know I be drivin’ the whip like NASCAR
Never went Hollywood, got a house on the hills, I still smack y’all
Never say no to the blunt, I smoke it ’til it’s all the way down to the ash, y’all

Roll the windows up when I get in the car and Imma light one up
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin’ on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime
Yeah, tryna get fucked up (Ayy)
Roll the windows up when I smoke and drive

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