Smoking On My Ex Pack-SZA Lyrics

“Smoking On My Ex Pack”

Roll the clip and run it back, I’m really like that

I’m really not friendly, I need my credit, niggas hate that

I need the numbers

I need the data, got you talkin’ crazy

Abracadabra, you niggas sideshow

I’m Bobbin’ like psycho

You gassin’ like Texaco

Infection like microbe

You test it, I might go

You push it, I might pop

I’m fuckin’ on heartthrobs

I got your favorite rapper blocked

I heard the dick was whack

Your favorite athlete screamin’, “Text me back”

I make no exception

The lesser part of me loves all the cap

He screamin’, “Get back togеther”

I’m screamin’, “Back of the bus, trick”

Hawaii for wеather

Booty softer than leather

These hoes is featherweight

I wipe my phone and gave some dome, I beat the case

Them “ho” accusations weak

Them “bitch” accusations true

You hatin’ from nosebleeds, I wish you well

Smokin’ on my ex pack tonight

Smokin’ on my ex pack tonight

Smokin’ on my ex pack tonight

Smokin’ on—

You can trust in me

I can, you said

“I can trust in you”

I can, I can

You can trust in me

You can, you can

Oh, oh

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