All Good

Hey Hey You gotta be Six inda house right now Speakin' about facts I can't leave right now See nobody I'm a ghost right now So I'm about to roll and smoke a pound right now Flex in the crib With no clue right now (You know it) My mirror doesn't really like my face right now See nobody I'm a ghost right now So I'm about to roll and smoke a pound right now It's comin' to me It has to be true It's ringin' the bell She lickin' the blue It's comin' to me It has to be true It's ringin' the bell She lickin' the blue (So true) From the moon is back Drive is back Drive is back Smokin' every day with my 6 bro Lookin' at my Nike Back to the future like Martin Back to the future like Martin (Hey doc) Me and my bro are tsunami Like Bruce Lee 'n a Ferrari Every fuckin' moment is a party (Here yeah) Every fuckin' moment is a party And now back to Boston Blackie