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bums – holy smokes lyrics

[intro: sam gamboa]
d+mn n+gga, what the f+ck?!
you over here doing all this bullsh+t for what though?!
what the h+ll?!

[bridge: vaw golde]
(imma do the hook first)
ay, ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (check it out)
holy smokes, i swear to god i sold my soul then got high!
holy smokes, i swear to god i sold my soul then got high!
holy smokes, i swear to god i sold my soul then got high!
holy smokes, i swear to god! i swear to god! i swear to god!

[verse 1: jayden frye]
stumble out the studio, it’s 2:04 am
i ain’t with the jazz, i ain’t mudiay and them
i been too late coming in
i been coolin’ with my friends
i been zooted, i’m on 10
yeah my granny mad as h+ll
’cause the fumes is coming in, ayy
just a couple years, and i’ll be zooming in the benz
i know i’m too intelligent to be spittin’ the sh+t i’m spittin’
’cause it’s easy, believe me
my pockets looking greasy, you other n+ggas pee+wee, herman
i don’t feel no pressure, erick sermon
what i do is what i do, that sh+t ain’t yo’ concern b+tch
i listened to ya mixtape, it’s sounding like some bird sh+t
all my verses clean like laundry detergent
i’m surgin’, we splurgin’ on studio equipment
call me king james how these little n+ggas witness
steadily watching me counting my chicken
y’all might wanna run when we bomb, it’s defenseless

[chorus: kid menti]
i wanna, i wanna put you in the limelight
set a mood we could get to that sublime height
ooh we gettin’ faded for three
i just hit the plug, he re+upped on a p

[verse 2: vaw golde]
whole lotta mob sh+t, recorded in the closet
now they just gossip, you would’ve thought i lost it
’bout went to boston, memphis just like “ah sh+t”
down in the mosh pit, i really thought of boss sh+t
kicking ass and taking names, they learning from the shaman
understand this family pain, we cook it up like ramen
in the stu from day+to+day like adam say, “we all in”
never leaving anyway from second hand, i’m coughin’
spit that sh+t in sentences, i’m grinding on my nemesis
i’m grinding for my kids and sh+t, i mix it up like chemists
i struggled with my penmanship, i spit it out like venom, b+tch
tiktok b+tches dissing this, but kellan speaking benefits

[chorus: kid menti]
i wanna, i wanna put you in the limelight
set a mood we could get to that sublime height
ooh we gettin’ faded for three
i just hit the plug he re+upped on a p
[verse 3: kevin calderon]
smoking on that pack, uh+huh, i want all the smoke
focused on the cash, uh+huh, sick of being broke
habits bad i disagree, pull up to the function
with some ash on my hoodie, i got a bag of the goodies
they looking mad as they could be

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