No Hookahs

Produced by: London on da Track

<Intro: Childish Gambino>

Suddenly relevant

White girls on me, you would think I was sellin' it

Black girl with me with a trunk like an elephant,

Took her to the suite and she gave me intelligent (Ya!)

Suddenly relevant

White girls on me, you would think I was sellin' it

Black girl with me with a trunk like an elephant,

Took her to the suite and she gave me intelligent (Ya!)

<Verse 1: Childish Gambino>

Let the game speak for me

Are you doing these numbers? I don't think you are homie

I'm a real *****, I don't tweet about it

If I see you in the streets, we can speak about it

And you all up in my business, you should keep up out it

I know you ****** doubt it, met her backstage,

Say my new s**t classic, it won't age

Given two s**ts, on my green like pool sticks

Got no time for loose lips, what the **** did y'all say?

Four seasons in Miami, I was like LeBron James

Had to tip the valet, know he wanna steal it

Young rich *****, this the s**t I gotta deal with

Old white money, that's the s**t I gotta deal with

Had a head start, how'd I catch up?

Got a hard drive and it's backed-up

A couple hits, if you need 'em, you should ask us

I'm the new Ma$e, all my girls saditty

I got a new face, all my girls is pretty

I call it good taste, ****** can't buy that

Summer in Hawaii, man these ****** can't try that

Bring back the source BTI, where the fives at?

<Bridge: Childish Gambino>

Just pass me the paper, pass me the vapour

Don't pass me the hookah, cause I don't really smoke hookah

No I don't really smoke hookah, put **** in my hookah

<Verse 2: Steve G. Lover>

I dont do the hookah, I'm a roll a dutch

28 grams on hand, that's a ******' much

Roll it up, keep a bad ***** if that ain't enough

Shawty so clutch, got a gram in a Gucci clutch

I'm an OG, keep it OG, catch Z's on the flight,

I had a couple blue dreams

Got a case in Sweden, man a ***** need to tighten up

All black Porsche, black card, I should lighten up

Roll a joint until my bigger brother light it up, hotel smoke-free,

I don't really give a ****

Bad girls make the cellphone beep,

And she go both ways that's a two way freak

Post a U-ey up on Lenox that's a two way street

I was whippin' in the spider, not the kind with 8 feet

His spice, make it hot like without the A/C

On that purple all day, man shout-out to AP (Aye, aye)

<Outro: Steve G. Lover>

Pass me the swisher, yeah

Come pass me the swisher, eh

I say pass me the swisher, pass the swisher, pass the swisher