"Smoked" lyrics

Tried to teach me things
Teach me things that were deterring
I could not fit in
Had to go to the streets
Had to go mistreat metal and concrete
I got a need for speed

You're not gonna make a mug of me
Because I'll grind your car and rip right down the street
There's no stopping me now
Because you don't know how
It's gonna be a joke
When I'm fitting to get smoked

You're gonna lose your minds
You're gonna lose your minds for the millionth time
It's not a crime
Gonna have to call the cops
If you call the cops then I better fuck off
Probably gonna get robbed

You're not gonna make a mug of me
Because I'll grind your car and rip right down the street
There's no stopping me now
Because you don't know how
It's gonna be a joke
When I'm fitting to get smoked

You're not gonna make a mug of me
Because I'll grind your car and rip right down the street
There's no stopping me now
Because you don't know how
It's gonna be a joke
When I'm fitting to get smoked