Stephen Route - 28 (Bonus Track) (feat. Mike Knight) Lyrics

Damn boy
Smoke twenty-eight grams boy
I'm too high, can't land boy
Making heat, you need a fan boy
You in the club, popping bands boy
Now you broke, need an advance boy
Askin' me, you got no chance boy
When you claiming, you the man boy
You pushing buttons like a game boy
Bet you thinking it's a game boy
Go at me it be a shame boy
We laughing cause you lame boy
And you thinking we the same boy
Better think, use your brain boy
Cause you swirvin' out your lane boy
Still fly like a plane boy
Standing out but you plain boy
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
When I'm done with it, won't leave a trace
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Blowing it loud in the space
Twenty-eight straight to the face
When I'm done with it, won't leave a trace
The flow dog I'm on it, the butt dog's exotic
Shorty erotic and all in my face
Trying to get her a taste
In a rush but she don't want to wait
She's fine but she don't know her place
With my time that she's wasting time taking away
From my first twenty-eight
A lambo to hustle away
Cause it doubles the hustle that gets us in trouble
But most of us stuck in our ways
Most of them slaves to the game
In a race where you can't tell your place
Where the faces are different
But rats will be rats and snakes
They all move the same
Making this PSA
For y'all to stay out of our lane
Cause you could be dripping
But if you caught slipping get caught In the smoke like the first twenty-eight
And y'all ain't got nothing to say
Don't worry about what's in the waste
Ain't no witness to witness
What we about to get in
But first twenty-eight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
When I'm done with it, won't leave a trace
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Blowing it loud in the space
Bout to hit my connect
Tell em check for the check
Twenty-eight straight to the face
I get high like a jet
I get high like a jet
Twenty-eight for the set
May all of it stretch
Get it, Get it
We ain't gon' stop until we made it
Smoke a couple twenty-eights till we get faded
Hit me on the line when your bud is outdated
Now you on the couch like jeans just fadin'
Let the haters hate, just smoke
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
When I'm done with it, won't leave a trace
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Blowing it loud in the space
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
When I'm done with it, won't leave a trace
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Twenty-eight straight to the face
Blowing it loud in the space