Lyrics
I represent that southwest, born and raised with the best, its that Arizona love I’ll have tatted on my chest, it’s where I smoke smoke, I love to smoke smoke, I’m gonna choke choke, up off my smoke smoke,
Where u from, I’m from that AZ
that place where it stays 100 d’s in late eve,
Are you dumb, some call me crazy but I love the state baby,
from hoopties to rich mercedez, I do it daily, I lived my whole life,
don’t know one pay me, I do it for my own ride, I love to get high, so believe I smoke right, Arizona bud competing with the c-a-l-i, you don’t know the half, if you never have, I smoke purple dad mixed with that mango hash, I stay cherry eyed, from morning to night, I’m blowing out candle lights, with that bomb smokey white, put that stress away and blow some hay I got that dank that will make all them problems fade away, mary jane, got me tame, I’m switching lanes, with that sticky in my brain, who smoking wit me, I got fifty mayne,
I represent that southwest, born and raised with the best, its that Arizona love I’ll have tatted on my chest, it’s where I smoke smoke, I love to smoke smoke, I’m gonna choke choke, up off my smoke smoke,
I smoke till I choke, and if I choke I smoke some moe, cuz that chronic smoke is in my flo, I smoke so I can know, how to end the rhyme or how to spend my time, I get high off a chronic dime, and then I’m feelin fine, I got bongs galore, clear papers, blunts, and more, I’m like a store who gots all on shore, call if you need support, I’m out tha door so don’t abort cuz I’ll be there real short, gimmee a couple minutes more, I’m just around the corn
I represent that southwest, born and raised with the best, its that Arizona love I’ll have tatted on my chest, it’s where I smoke smoke, I love to smoke smoke, I’m gonna choke choke, up off my smoke smoke,
From personal to sales, I make make my mail, hook up my clientel and stay my ass out of jail, watch what u say cuz them pigs don’t play I watch every which way, amazed I made it through the day, I live the now and now only, I go to town on pounds that hang around, u don’t me, I get around like I’m pac’s homie, its that 480 g, I kill em in their sleep, metaphorically, no match for me, I spit so slow with verbals headed to your mental, you catch a glimpse of what I’m meant foe, but believe me this shit aint simple, I gotta thank tha dank for all it made, cuz I make a better story when I’m high mayne, i aint playing
I represent that southwest, born and raised with the best, its that Arizona love I’ll have tatted on my chest, it’s where I smoke smoke, I love to smoke smoke, I’m gonna choke choke, up off my smoke smoke,
