Michael Smith ft. Michael Smith Lyrics

Don't pull up for less than 20, lil' bro what you talking 'bout

Yeah he like them large denominations, only large amounts

One hit of his reefer get you faded till you coughing out

35 an eighth but 65 get you a quarter pound

Rolling through the city in the Bimmer with the windows down

Smoke come out the sunroof like a chimney, hear the engine sound

Blue Dream or Sativa, OG Kush, no matter what, it's loud

If he light a geeb for you, I promise you'll be greening out

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that

Say my name

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that, break that down, down

Pulled up in the Bimmer, all black whip and fit, we move discreetly

Always keep the piece in the glove box, I'm talking easy reaching

Bigger tools inside the crib, we hang a sword up on the ceiling

Double edged knife just like Bruce Wayne, yeah we can cut and season

Open up the grinder, take the keef out, this shit free your mind up

Bringing you enlightenment in a ziplock bag, it's vacuum sealed up

Cary, Durham, Raleigh, Morrisville, this the best gas you'll see here

Calling everyone in the 919, 'cause Michael Smith your dealer

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that

Say my name

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that, break that down, down

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that

Say my name

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that, break that

Don't pull up unless you throwing twenty

That get on my nerves

I clean up nice, your boys all looking dirty

In the whip, I swerve

The Maybach filled with smoke, can't see through curtains

You can hit my phone

At four am I'm up and I'm still serving

Did that on my own

12 came on my block and I'm still working 'cause I move discreetly

Glock in my glove box, I pull it out, thank God for easy reaching

Bigger tools inside the trunk, I pop it out and paint the ceiling

Double edged knife, I use both sides, when I'mma cut and season

Shoot the pavement up, I make him dance like he on Billie Jean

It's milky white every time someone ask me, come and light the geeb

A businessman, make a play for 200, flip it to a G

The boogeyman, make all your people run when I step on the scene

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down

Break that, break that, break that

Say my name

Break that, break that, I break that, break that down