Smoking on my Ex Pack Lyrics by SZA
Roll the clip and run it back
I’m really like that
I’m really not friendly I need my credit
N***** hate that
I need the numbers
I need the data got you talking crazy abra cadabra
You n***** sideshow
I’m bobbin like psycho
You gassing like Texaco
Infection Like microb
You test it I might go
You push it I might pop
I’m fuckin on heart throbs
I got your favorite rapper blocked
I heard the dick was wack
Your favorite athlete screaming text me back
I make no exception the lesser part of me loves all the cap
He screaming get back together
I’m screaming back of the bus trick
Hawaii for weather
Booty softer than leather
These hoes is feather weight
I wipe my phone I gave some dome I beat the case
Them hoe accusations weak
Them bitch accusations true
You hating from nosebleeds
I wish u well
Smokin on my ex pack tonight
Smokin on my ex pack tonight
Smokin on my ex pack tonight
Smokin on
You can trust in me
I can you said
I can trust in you
I can I can
You can trust in me
You can you can
Oh oh