Machine Gun Kelly – Smoke and Drive Lyrics

Machine Gun Kelly – Smoke and Drive Lyrics

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 f****d 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 s**t (Haha, yeah)
In seventh grade and s**t
I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze and s**t
Bad as f**k, 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 s***s, 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
A*s on my face time, strap on my waistline
Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt, hold it up, no Kreayshawn
Don’t give a f**k 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 s**t 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 f****d up (Ayy)
Roll the windows up when I smoke and drive

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