Mack Slim X Taylor G - Smokin' Raw Lyrics

Yeah im smokin raw
Smoke in any state
Don't care about the law
Ridin in the city
Just made a left on shaw
I'm Kobe droppin buckets

Everybody shut the f*ck up
Been teachin game this a lesson
Just a brush up
Get too close you get smacked twice
Yeah thats a touch up
Gotta go, hop in the ride
And light a joint up
Put my belt on
Yeah, safety first
Drivin fast
Yeah, dodgin coppers
Use my hands, uh
F*ck the choppers
Count my blessings
Keep my head up through the worst
Makin plays
They don't know
But im blazed
Markin up my calendar
Got less free days
My girl confusin me
Her mind is like a maze
Might fix the vibe in the room
Yeah burn some sage
We in different books
Ain't no same page
Always show respect
That's how I was raised
From the dirt
Now we havin homes appraised
Smokin joints
Smokin blunts that was a phase

Yeah now im smokin raw
Smoke in any state
Don't care about the law
Ridin in the city
Just made a left on shaw
I'm Kobe droppin buckets
Don't need to pass the ball

Okay this round two
Mack gone take us home
But I got more to tell you
At the club bustin moves
Got dirt on my shoes
Haters try to stress me
But i keep it cool
Like my chicks when they come in twos
Like uzi thats my rule
Laughin while im snappin
On the track im a fool
Gonna buy my mom a house
With a big ass pool
Might go lebron
Help the kids start up a school

Yeah im smokin raw
Smoke in any state
Don't care about the law
Ridin in the city
Just made a left on shaw
I'm kobe droppin buckets
Don't need to pass the

I'm sick of bitches
And bitch ass niggas
Always in my business
Kill ya dead wont leave no witness
I'm in the gym
Working on my fitness
If you come in my direction
Made a promise I'll hit ya

Mack Slim I'm cool and I'm quiet
Tried to make me study I ain't want to be a pilot
Got ya bitch in the hotel on a dick diet
Run up on my people boy I'm known to start a riot

I'm smoking gas
Hit it then I pass
Got a lot cash I won't spend it on no ass
Get yo money
All these niggas trash
We them niggas bout that shit they don't bow down to no brass
We lit as f*ck
Turned up in the club
Give a f*ck about a bitch stack my cash and light it up
I'm wit the gang
We came to run it up
Mack Slim Taylor G we making hits this ain't for fun