Smoke-Filled Chase

(yeah, yeah)

Open season pound on deck

Surprised to see when I spend a check

Smoking til I can’t breathe Blind from the smoke where I can’t

see Thought was joke,

straight gas what I smoke

(coughing sound)

Rolling heavy in the dark

Leaving every single mark

Watch the numbers fly away

Stacking paper every day

(skrrt, skrrt)

I see the haze rising high

No questions asked, under the sky (straight gas)

Open season pound on deck

Surprised to see when I spend a check

Smoking til I can’t breathe Blind from the smoke where I can’t

see Thought was joke,

straight gas what I smoke (yeah,

yeah)

No joke, straight gas

Yeah we running it fast (shhh)