Smoke Dza - Code Orange Lyrics

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Verse 2: Smoke DZA

I get it in buckets like Gilligan

Plus the riddles I riddle like I'm on Ritalin

Competition is little cause I get rid of them

I'm illa' then whoever that you considerin'

I give a fuck how niggas feelin' bout who's hot son

Cause opinions are like Facebook everybody got one

I ain't into fiction that's a James Cameron feel

I'm more like Michael Moore what I document is real

I hate a nigga trying to give advice

Talking that killer shit and he don't live that life

Focus up

Don't fuck up your day shift

Go ahead and miss me with that "back-in-the-day" shit

Niggas will tell you anything foolery

Whole lifestyle just ghetto buffoonery

I'm on your heels niggas better pay homage

It's fair warnin' cause the game's on orange

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Outro: Mad Max

You look like a fucking bitch in heat

And if you get raped by a pack of niggers it'll be your fault. All right?

That's my fucking mistake because I should've woke you up and said 'fucking blow me bitch.'

I should've fucking woken you up and said 'blow me.' You would've liked that better yeah?

(panting) Because you got problems more than me

You know how to fucking push my buttons

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