Oh my god, this mixtape is the shit.
I really ain't supposed to be doing all this talking, but I can't help it.
We're turning up.
We gotta keep turning up.
Technique's a motherfucking DJ.
Revenue.
Queen City was founded in 704 in this bitch.
Technique.
Come on.
To it.
To it.
To it.
To it.
To it.
To it.
To it.
Back to back, hide in the zone
When I'm around she hit ignore
Quick call in the phone
Then the tables is turning, turning
But still burning, burning
I think I like this whole a lot
She gon' make me a fortune
I'm doin' fire, fire
Me or be who, who?
You lucky if you roll a one
We smokin' by the tunes
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Loin' what you suck
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Loin' what you suck
Loin' another one
Pick another two
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Loin' what you suck
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Loin' what you suck
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Loin' what you suck
Loin' another one
Pick another two
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Loin' what you suck
Smokin' low, they know you break the bed
Smoking on that cruise, back to bed, rollin' Dutchess up
Roll another wine, take another talk
Smoking on that cruise, back to bed, rollin' Dutchess up
Smoking on that cruise, back to bed, rollin' Dutchess up
