Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm on the skinniest tires
I usually do the drawings, today the pennies is flyer
Eggplant, loud pack for my Cali supplier
Put pressure on the game, took it down to the wire
They say pressure bursts pipes, I hope it put out this fire
I got another joint to smoke, somebody gimme a lighter
Tryna be higher than a jet fighter
Daredevil skydiver
Rare devil side writer
Paid in full, Mekhi Phifer
Peace to all my lifers
From Fort Dix to Rikers
Black lives matter, everybody livin' righteous
Middle finger to the system
Fuck if you don't like us
And fuck Donald Trump and everybody that's behind him
[Verse 2]
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Slow strollin' holdin' on to my beliefs
Crumblin' herb, breakin' down every leaf
Blowin' clouds out the window, sunk in seat
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Blowin' clouds out the window, sunk in seat
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
[Verse 3]
If you grew up on me, then you grew up a G
Instead of havin' shit on lock I'd rather give 'em the key
I'm major, I ain't no skater but my chain is a rink
Most these **** haters so I don't care what they think
Fascinated by my presence so they stare with no blink
To keep from going crazy I use this beat as my shrink
Millions worth of wisdom, had to lock it in Brinks
Couldn't give it to 'em whole, had to drop it in links
Small dosage of the dopeness
Back to back roastin'
Hotboxin' the Caprice
Flickin' out the roaches
I shine for the hopeless
Rise slow motion
Only to motivate you to keep it grindin', stay focused
[Verse 4]
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Slow strollin' holdin' on to my beliefs
Crumblin' herb, breakin' down every leaf
Blowin' clouds out the window, sunk in seat
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Blowin' clouds out the window, sunk in seat
Smokin' dope in my Caprice
Written by: Kyle Myricks
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