Haze Don't Faze (feat. Papa AG & Lil Grande)

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Haze dont faze me
Okay now haze dont faze me

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Haze dont faze me but the og got me drowsy
Rolled the windows down to air out the audi
Took your girl to the mail and i dressed her in versace
All these fools in the street make sure they dont try me

Bitch im in outer space
Blunt might have been laced
Feelin like al call me scarface
Step back like harden on your bitch thats a disgrace 
Hittin those licks ysp that's how we do
Fucked your grandma she be actin a fool
Did it to your mama and your auntie too
Yall cant hide from me i see you
Always be schemin aye got a light bulb
Have you lookin like Vincent in the pulp
She be high class and she know how to gulp
Crazy how fast the green multiplyin
Always smokin gas and you know I ain't be lyin
I be in the air I feel like I'm flyin
Chillin with the bros you know we drinkin
Fucked up im not blinkin
If they pull up have em rethinkin
Dirty sprite got jumper cables
F*ck you up like Cain did to Abel 
Say goodnight 
Out like a light 
Big chillin out here in space
They call me ag
We all tryna find that money tree
Smokin on that honey wood bitch it ain't free
Stacking checks I be elite
Papa ag spitting bars on the beat
Always in charge call me a king
Lil Wayne a milli with that bling
Thinkin I'm 2 pac's clone
Don't mess with me I'm in the zone
Only f*ck wit the finest indo
I skrt off in that enzo
Paranoid cause the feds at the doe
But I'm not worried cause

Haze dont faze me but the og got me drowsy
Rolled the windows down to air out the audi
Took your girl to the mail and i dressed her in versace
All these fools in the street make sure they dont try me
Haze dont faze me but the og got me drowsy
Rolled the windows down to air out the audi
Took your girl to the mail and i dressed her in versace
All these fools in the street make sure they dont try me
Walking passed a hot bitch like what it do
Grab a blunt roll it up take it to the moon
So i'm steady speeding going 90 in a 30
Lookin at my cup holder full of that dirty
No wonder why my vision is so fucking blurry
I'm a savage so there's no need to worry
Bitch im on overdrive coming at it full force
To much horsepower in my porsche
I'm married to the game I will never divorce
If you're looking for a feature we're the source
Soaring past all these red and blue lights
Floorin the pedal no more lights in sight
Crack a cold one it's that dirty sprite
Ice on my neck gave me frostbite
Making me feel like i'm in the klondike
Rap so cold so i'm ballin like mike
All these haters throwin shade it's a riot
I feasted on these rappers now I need a diet
Got them all under my wing i'm the pilot
I'm stealing all your girls I guess i'm a pirate
Bitch we ysp we will never get caught
If we did I'd be cheesing in my fucking mug shot

Haze dont faze me but the og got me drowsy
Rolled the windows down to air out the audi
Took your girl to the mail and i dressed her in versace
All these fools in the street make sure they dont try me
Haze dont faze me but the og got me drowsy
Rolled the windows down to air out the audi
Took your girl to the mail and i dressed her in versace
All these fools in the street make sure they dont try me

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