Lyrics

Ya I'm in that mother ghosting, ya
Ya I'm riding and I'm roasting
Ya, ya

Ya I'm in that mother ghosting
I'm riding and I'm roasting
My shit so hot I'm smoking just by touching while I'm rolling
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
He gone
You gone
They gone
It's all motha' fucking
Ya I'm in that mother ghosting
I'm riding and I'm roasting
That shit it start to sting I start to cough a lot you bark a lot
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
He gone
You gone
They gone
It's all fucking gone

It only takes a little, but I like that shit a lot (It only takes a little, but I like that shit)
Got me lifted while I'm lifting, while I'm writing, when I drop (When I drop, When I drop)
In the morning, in the evening, got me dripping like I'm snot
Gooey green, that shit supreme, you know we get it betta out in Cali
On the beaches, smoking seaweed
We're blowing rays (We're blowing rays)
They say it never rains in Socal, but I'm falling all the same
I'm smoking on them hornets hear the buzz inside my head
Think I'm crazy till I fall asleep, and do it all again

Ya I'm in that mother ghosting
I'm riding and I'm roasting
My shit so hot I'm smoking just by touching while I'm rolling
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
He gone
You gone
They gone
It's all motha' fucking
Ya I'm in that mother ghosting
I'm riding and I'm roasting
That shit it start to sting I start to cough a lot you bark a lot
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
He gone
You gone
They gone
It's all fucking gone

What'chu mean I shouldn't do that (Shouldn't do that)
Tired of getting white noise (Getting white noise)
I can see I gotta prove that (Gotta prove that)
Fire in my footsteps like I'm walking over coals
While I'm walking over foes

My good is betta' (My good is betta')
No need to reload fire like Beretta (Fire like Beretta)
Banging and blowing my back to the leather
Passing you fools like a test on the letter
A plus premium (We smoke that good shit)
Back to the basic (We smoke that good shit)
No more cans its glasses and vases(We got that good shit, We got that good shit)
I work in the hills I can see all the faces up here (We are that good shit, we are that good shit)
I can see that you're lookin and feel what I feel (Ya, ya, ya)
No reservation, walk in the building
Front row seats see the crowd is lifted
Ya, ya, ya, ya
No hesitation we smoke without fear
Ya
Ya down in Diego we take it with beer
Ya

Ya I'm smoking on some hornets (Oh, oh,)
Ya, I can feel the air buzz (Ya I'm smoking on some hornets I can feel the air buzz)
Ya I'm smoking on some hornets (Oh, oh,)
Ya, Ya that's always what it was (Ya I'm smoking on some hornets)
Ya that's always what it was ya (That's always what it was ya)

Ya I'm in that mother ghosting
I'm riding and I'm roasting
My shit so hot I'm smoking just by touching while I'm rolling
I'm gone
I'm so fucking gone
Uh, ya, ya
Ya, ya
Ya I'm in that mother ghosting
I'm riding and I'm roasting
That shit it start to sting I start to cough a lot you bark a lot
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
He gone
You gone
They gone
It's all fucking gone