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Social Smoker Video (MV)




Performed By: John Carlos
Length: 3:16
Written by: John Warner




John Carlos - Social Smoker Lyrics




Roll one up, touch the sky
Trapped up in the heavens, I think I can fly
Hit OG, off his 9 to 5
Cloud 11, took off from the 9
So I, So I, shine like Phoenix now
Water on my wrist like Aquafina now
We gone get too famous like the Beatles now
Tennis chains on diamonds dancing like Serena now (Ugh)
And I don't really speak at all
I'm only talking business when it's money or it's me involved
A.P. blushing
Turbo busting
You hit that blunt after she blew me
Ugh, you disgusting (yeah)
I move at a different pace
Night ain't even started but I still can't feel my face
What to do, ima call the crew
Roll one to the sky and smoke in my new Audi coupe
Deep inhale it get me loose
Gone and pop that goose, I got the juice
Social smoker only smoking with my friends, yeah
Social smoker I can't f*ck with no pretends , yeah
(Social Smoker) Social smoking now
I ain't really into overdosing now
(Social Smoker) Dope so potent now
D.B. In the back I'm up here rollin' up the potion now
Social smoker, social smoking, social smoker
Social smoking now
Social smoker only smoking with my friends
Social smoker I can't f*ck with no pretends, yeah
Lucky in my pack
O.G. in my sack
Rollie on me dancing, shining
Swagg on full attack
I got these Benji's all on me
Camo with the green, no but I don't get fatigued
Ballin out I'm flexing out my league you can't compete
Bankroll in my pockets got em bussin' out the seams
I been on a roll so tell these niggas stay yo speed
Break an 8th down in a wood and roll it up that's all I need
My new bitch black and white I had to mix it up
Cartier the bezel I be cozy'd up
Flexing on em, So supreme, Pockets Hercules
Got them percs & lean niggas call me "Perc-cules"
Or, they call me too dope, I do what I want
And I got that dope, it travel in that trunk
I'm in a different foreign
Don't be misinformed
If a bitch act like a bitch then that bitch get ignored
Cuz I move at a different pace
Night ain't even started but I still can't feel my face
What to do, ima call the crew
Roll one to the sky and smoke in my new Audi coupe
Deep inhale it get me loose
Gone and pop that goose, I got the juice
Social smoker only smoking with my friends
Social smoker I can't f*ck with no pretends, yeah
Social smoking, social smoking, social smoker
Social smoking now
Social smoker only smoking with my friends, yeah
Social smoker I don't f*ck with no pretends, yeah
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Roll one up, touch the sky
Trapped up in the heavens, I think I can fly
Hit OG, off his 9 to 5
Cloud 11, took off from the 9
So I, So I, shine like Phoenix now
Water on my wrist like Aquafina now
We gone get too famous like the Beatles now
Tennis chains on diamonds dancing like Serena now (Ugh)
And I don't really speak at all
I'm only talking business when it's money or it's me involved
A.P. blushing
Turbo busting
You hit that blunt after she blew me
Ugh, you disgusting (yeah)
I move at a different pace
Night ain't even started but I still can't feel my face
What to do, ima call the crew
Roll one to the sky and smoke in my new Audi coupe
Deep inhale it get me loose
Gone and pop that goose, I got the juice
Social smoker only smoking with my friends, yeah
Social smoker I can't f*ck with no pretends , yeah
(Social Smoker) Social smoking now
I ain't really into overdosing now
(Social Smoker) Dope so potent now
D.B. In the back I'm up here rollin' up the potion now
Social smoker, social smoking, social smoker
Social smoking now
Social smoker only smoking with my friends
Social smoker I can't f*ck with no pretends, yeah
Lucky in my pack
O.G. in my sack
Rollie on me dancing, shining
Swagg on full attack
I got these Benji's all on me
Camo with the green, no but I don't get fatigued
Ballin out I'm flexing out my league you can't compete
Bankroll in my pockets got em bussin' out the seams
I been on a roll so tell these niggas stay yo speed
Break an 8th down in a wood and roll it up that's all I need
My new bitch black and white I had to mix it up
Cartier the bezel I be cozy'd up
Flexing on em, So supreme, Pockets Hercules
Got them percs & lean niggas call me "Perc-cules"
Or, they call me too dope, I do what I want
And I got that dope, it travel in that trunk
I'm in a different foreign
Don't be misinformed
If a bitch act like a bitch then that bitch get ignored
Cuz I move at a different pace
Night ain't even started but I still can't feel my face
What to do, ima call the crew
Roll one to the sky and smoke in my new Audi coupe
Deep inhale it get me loose
Gone and pop that goose, I got the juice
Social smoker only smoking with my friends
Social smoker I can't f*ck with no pretends, yeah
Social smoking, social smoking, social smoker
Social smoking now
Social smoker only smoking with my friends, yeah
Social smoker I don't f*ck with no pretends, yeah
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Writer: John Warner
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