​breezy lyrics

[Intro]
Yah, yes, yes, yuh, yuh

[Verse]
In my Palace tri-ferg (Gang, gang, gang)
Flow cold as an iceberg (Woo)
Chillin', smoking on this lemonade, ah yeah
On the beach posted in the shade, ah yeah
I take a pull off the Swisher Sweet, ah yeah
I let the tide wash over my feet, ah yeah
The sun sets up over the beach, ah yeah
As I burn this marijuana leaf
I got these b*tches goin' crazy
They goin' crazy
And all you rappers is fugazi
Your lyrics lazy, I'm lookin' wavy
I'm wavy, my sh*t is molten
Could call it Moltres, I'm ballin'
Finesse yo b*tch and put her in some Dolce
You see me, I'm looking breezy
I'm smokin' seaweed, you need me
I'm rollin' three deep up in the two-seat
I'm glo'd up in the Rover
I'm sippin' syrup in my soda
I'm smokin' doja, I'm smokin' doja
Pretty boy swag
Yeah, I'm back up in this b*tch
With a whole gang of pretty ladies packed up in this b*tch
(In this b*tch)
We been sippin' Act up in this b*tch, smokin' Backwoods
Back to back to back up in this b*tch
(Gang, gang)
Get it crackin' in this b*tch, never lackin' in this b*tch
(Turn up, turn up)
Smokin' Backwoods back to back to back up in this b*tch
Ain't no fitted's man, it's only Polo caps up in this b*tch
Smokin' Backwoods back to back to back up in this b*tch
[Outro]
Back to back up in this b*tch
Yah, back up in this b*tch
Yah, back to back up in this b*tch (Yah, gang)
Back to back up
Yah, turn up, gang