Autozone

[Chorus: Smokingskul]
I'm in the trap, in abandoned homes
I mix the Louie V, with Garçon (Fuck you, nigga)
What the fuck these niggas on
Bitch it's the feds, don't answer that phone
These nigga's, biting they some clones
I got Glock parts, Autozone
I got Red, Green, Yellow lean
Cook for the junkies and the fiends
Who tryn' match, I'm out in Queens
I keep the Desi by any means
I mix the Arc'teryx, with the yeah
I mix the Arc'teryx with the Gap
This not your hood, you gon' need a map
I hit the combine to adapt

[Verse 1: Smokingskul]
Uh, yeah that nigga dracfood
You in that jungle, then you Ape food
You ain't tryn' give it up chop gon' makе you
Mama said, "look where this street shit gone takе you" (What)
Mask stay on like Ayo, mask stay on like Teo
All white tracksuit look like Mayo
Give me some space no Galileo

[Verse 2: Lawsy]
(Who the fuck)
Give me my space
High as fuck, make my heart race
Bullets gon' eat up his face
Real rich drug addict, do it my way
[?] through the back roads, out the highway
Kidnap, throw his ass in the van
I got the B.B belt for my pants
She think I'm hard, that's the Glock in my pants
I told him give it up, he got hit with the pan (Who the fuck)
I-I-I wake up cooking dope
I put the gun and the Glock ghost
I'm finna pistol whip him with the pole
Doing coke and [?] my nose
Call up Smoke, man I know we on go
Got a new pack and that shit already sold
I was thirteen fuckin' on hoes
I was thirteen fuckin' grown Women
He saw the stick and that boy had to book it
I don't need a plug, bitch I'm finna cook it
Feds take my fake I.D, I rob Cookies
I was twelve smokin' motherfuckin' dabs
Rich drug addict, fuck is rehab
Bitch I am too rich to go out sad
Bitch Imma a scuba diver in the cat (Who the fuck)

[Chorus: Smokingskul]
I'm in the trap, in abandoned homes
I mix the Louie V, with Garçon
What the fuck these niggas on
Bitch it's the feds, don't answer that phone
These nigga's, biting they some clones
I got Glock parts, Autozone
I got Red, Green, Yellow lean
Cook for the junkies and the fiends
Who tryn' match, I'm out in Queens
I keep the Desi by any means
I mix the Arc'teryx, with the yeah
I mix the Arc'teryx with the Gap
This not your hood, you gon' need a map
I hit the combine to adapt