3.5 (feat. Lucky Bandit & Norman Bakes) Video (MV)

Aye
3.5 Smoke to the face
Smoke my blunts like I'm burning sage
Euro step to Sicily
Booted out italy
Literally, Seriously
Fake amiris
Silly jeans silly jeans
Sonning yall playas like lavar ball
Airpods on cause im on call
Shop at boutiques u still in the mall
Bad bitch mean head lock jaw
Downtown sippn in the benz
Somehow this all makes sense
Saw this since way back when
Whips never got tints
Im not yall yall aint this
A g like me Never gota trip
Unless its a trip
Chips with the dip
And i double dip
In any sunny place
Theres always shade
So i smoke my blunts like im burning sage
3.5 Smoke to the face
Foot on the pedal I'm doing the race
It ain't my birthday but I'm counting that cake
Your bitch dripping wet that pussy like a lake
In the trap house putting grams on the scale
Phone going off got to bust me a sale
Got to move swift cause I know niggas tell
Cruising and driving while flaming a L
He say he hardbody but that nigga frail
Free my cuz they got him locked in a cell
Young as hell we was hitting a stain
Drop to knees 4 5 to your brain
Shoot out the car or shoot from close range
Ain't Brock but here come the pain
That chopper it kick Liu Kang
Xan with the lean it's numbing my pain
3.5 Smoke to the face
Smoke my blunts like I'm burning sage
3.5 Smoke to the face
Smoke my blunts like I'm burning sage
3.5 Smoke to the face
Smoke my blunts like I'm burning sage
3.5 Smoke to the face