[Intro: Don P]
Rah, I mean.. It's like..
I mean.. I'm close to be smoking
*Coughing*
Close to be drinking
Ain't nothing do
Yee

[Chorus: Don P]
Smoking big no sticks no ciggs
Who am I to disagree?
Popping Crys and V.I.P
Everybody's lookin for somethin'

[Verse 1: Don P]
Don P checking in
Stepping out? Nah, I'm stepping in
Went to the border bought some mexicans
They clean up my house every weekend
Shit I'm just a regular pedestrian
You still gotta stop when I'm crossing the street
I still gotta holler when I see me a freak
Shit, what so different about me?
Nothing, same old P
Live like saints, seven days a week
Been the same way ever since Zone 3
Play, eat, shit, sleep
Only difference now I got a bank account
A couple more zeros in my bank amount
Head to jamaica take a fly it out
Bombaclatt I'm jamaican now
Shrooooo, back to the A
Gun just smoke in my escalade
TrillTown Maffia is getting paid
I'm blessed, what more can I say?
So don't get confused with this rapping
Whoop a n***as ass, ain't talking 'bout Madden
I'm deep in the game and n***a you lame
"Don P you ain't shit!"
And what is your name?
[Chorus: Don P]
Smoking big no sticks no ciggs
Who am I to disagree?
Popping Crys and V.I.P
Everybody's lookin for somethin'

[Verse 2: Lil Atlanta]
What?
I don't give a damn what you think about me
As long as you motherfucker think about me
I'mma do what I do, better understand me
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Pocket full of money so I feel like the shit
N***a we here, give a fuck who you with
You ain't gonna stand or respect my click?
You can't get mad if I fucked your bitch
N***a better know that I'm a pimp
Gators on my feet, so I walking with a limp
Love to get cheese, so I need a couple shrooms
It's always cool, but I rather eat a blunk
For them haters that be out here slum
I'm gonna load up and let the heat go
And I ain't lettin' up till your head get cold
Think I'mma let you beat me? NO!
Until you catch me in the trunk of a trunk
About to throw a party, because the money don't stop
Started with a nine, but I jamming my Glock
Real G hang around here in my block
So I kick it like a puerto rican
And I hit it like a porto rihan
And I'm living too good to let any motherfucker I done, mess up my shit
HEY!
[Chorus: Don P]
Smoking big no sticks no ciggs
Who am I to disagree?
Popping Crys and V.I.P
Everybody's lookin for somethin'

[Verse 3: Dirty Mouth]
You can catch me in your city, catch me on your block
Catch me in the drive with the sun roof top
In the night light on the scene clockin' dolla
Fresh tailor made, man these hoes wanna holla
I'm steppin' out the Coop as a playa pop his collar
Dressed from head to toe, in the club poppin' bottles
I'm sippin' on the Crys'ie 'cause a n***a feelin' good
In the V.I.P. with my n***as from the hood
Stacks on the deck so you know we gettin' money
Why the long face? Why you lookin' at me funny?
Is it 'cause I'm gettin' paid and you silly n***as broke?
Or is it 'cause I'm made 'cause you other n***as jokes?

[Chorus: Don P]
Smoking big no sticks no ciggs
Who am I to disagree?
Popping Crys and V.I.P
Everybody's lookin for somethin'