Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Granada
Smokers delight, smokers delight, yeah
Granada's black pen here to get you right
Keepin' the bars real tight
You either put your hat on or hang it all up
If you ain't about this movement then back the hell up
When it comes to Cozy on the beat I bang that shit up
Yeah, bang that shit up, bang that shit up
Feeling real slow and wavy like
The puff and the smoke got me right
Never feeling too low, cause the natural leaf got me higher then kites
Call that shit stress relief
Full spectrum of the color wheel stays blinding my lights
I prefer to pull up at night dressed in a navy suit
Italian black leather covers my feet, cigar in my hands
Feeling amused as I look at the city not flinching at others demands
I do what I want when I please
This music's enough for the soul to squeeze
Hell yeah, buttercup
This music gets really deep
I'm packing the summer heat
Caprisun's and ratchets hang on the back of the Jeep
With all of this power you should've, you could've, you would've known it was me
Granada grim reaper your very own graveyard's keeper
People they doubted my shit for years
I call that a sleeper
I light up a roll up, so I'm not uptight
Officers crooked try to get me at night
So back the hell off me, cause I know my rights
Back the hell off me, cause I know my rights
DMV's on the come up
DMV's on the come up
We got a whole lot of hits til' we run up
Whole lot of hits to still run up
Smokers delight
VA
Yeah
Granada - Smoker's Delight Lyrics
Granada - Smoker's Delight Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Granada
Smokers delight, smokers delight, yeah
Granada's black pen here to get you right
Keepin' the bars real tight
You either put your hat on or hang it all up
If you ain't about this movement then back the hell up
When it comes to Cozy on the beat I bang that shit up
Yeah, bang that shit up, bang that shit up
Feeling real slow and wavy like
The puff and the smoke got me right
Never feeling too low, cause the natural leaf got me higher then kites
Call that shit stress relief
Full spectrum of the color wheel stays blinding my lights
I prefer to pull up at night dressed in a navy suit
Italian black leather covers my feet, cigar in my hands
Feeling amused as I look at the city not flinching at others demands
I do what I want when I please
This music's enough for the soul to squeeze
Hell yeah, buttercup
This music gets really deep
I'm packing the summer heat
Caprisun's and ratchets hang on the back of the Jeep
With all of this power you should've, you could've, you would've known it was me
Granada grim reaper your very own graveyard's keeper
People they doubted my shit for years
I call that a sleeper
I light up a roll up, so I'm not uptight
Officers crooked try to get me at night
So back the hell off me, cause I know my rights
Back the hell off me, cause I know my rights
DMV's on the come up
DMV's on the come up
We got a whole lot of hits til' we run up
Whole lot of hits to still run up
Smokers delight
VA
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Granada
Smokers delight, smokers delight, yeah
Granada's black pen here to get you right
Keepin' the bars real tight
You either put your hat on or hang it all up
If you ain't about this movement then back the hell up
When it comes to Cozy on the beat I bang that shit up
Yeah, bang that shit up, bang that shit up
Feeling real slow and wavy like
The puff and the smoke got me right
Never feeling too low, cause the natural leaf got me higher then kites
Call that shit stress relief
Full spectrum of the color wheel stays blinding my lights
I prefer to pull up at night dressed in a navy suit
Italian black leather covers my feet, cigar in my hands
Feeling amused as I look at the city not flinching at others demands
I do what I want when I please
This music's enough for the soul to squeeze
Hell yeah, buttercup
This music gets really deep
I'm packing the summer heat
Caprisun's and ratchets hang on the back of the Jeep
With all of this power you should've, you could've, you would've known it was me
Granada grim reaper your very own graveyard's keeper
People they doubted my shit for years
I call that a sleeper
I light up a roll up, so I'm not uptight
Officers crooked try to get me at night
So back the hell off me, cause I know my rights
Back the hell off me, cause I know my rights
DMV's on the come up
DMV's on the come up
We got a whole lot of hits til' we run up
Whole lot of hits to still run up
Smokers delight
VA
Yeah
Writer: Hafid Granados
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid