Holy Smokes (2021 Version) - Anna Bates

Yeah, yeah Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash) Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up Multi millions, I fill a hundred up All this cash on me but I still can't buy love Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up See a bag for this shit like a acrobat, nigga, get your stacks up Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup All this cash on me, but this money still won't buy love You can't fit my racks in an arena White cup filled with purple stuff, it look like Frieza Bro and them got hit with that subpoena Better keep they mouth shut or we're gonna have to clean up Throwin' money up like I'm nauseous Baby girl, I'm exhausted Baby, be cautious Know the streets be talkin' Every day, walk with a check and a motherfuckin' target Every day, makin' money every way, hang with them bosses Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash) Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up Multi millions, I fill a hundred up All this cash on me but I still can't buy love Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up See a bag for this shit like a acrobat, nigga, get your stacks up Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup All this cash on me, but this money still won't buy love All this damn dick fillin' her tummy up (yeah) I done fucked your bitch and her best friend in front of her How the fuck you ain't never get your money up? I just spent me a hundred thousand, I treat it like it's 20 bucks I'm a Leo, now watch how I fuck the summer up Your girl got my name tatted, she swear she won't get a cover up If he want smoke with me, that's another blunt All different kinds Every girl fine Can't make my mind Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash) Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up Multi millions, I fill a hundred up All this cash on me but I still can't buy love Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up See a bag for this shit like a acrobat, nigga, get your stacks up Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup All this cash on me, but this money still won't buy love (What? Yeah) (Where am I?) (14, 16) (Huh? Huh?) (Really, where am I?)

Baby can I test drive ya Can I run up ya mileage Doing 90 on the highway Ooouu Speed Ever since you I don't wanna care no more I don't wanna share no more I don't want my hair no more Oh No Here's come the pain I can hear Thunder and the rain All the awkward silence again You left, holes all in my fucking chest I guess I should've wore & vest Or maybe I should've slept on you But I, loved &ll the time we had Cherished every smile, every laugh The cuddling with every single nap All the times I made you mad That's how I knew it was real That's when I knew how to feel Or was it just For a moment When I'm around you Baby I can't control it I think you the potent Feel like I'm overdosing On love I'm tripping off love, Said I'm tripping off love Tripping off love, love, love Tripping off love, love, love Baby can I test drive ya Can I run up ya mileage Doing 90 on the highway Ooouu Speed When you gonna stop all the bullshit girl let me know Can we have a one on one talk girl I hit ya phone Can we do the long walks on the beach, girl I wanna go You ain't gotta worry bout them snakes Girl they all turned to stone

Young nigga like me conflicted I cannot worry bout none of these women Keeping it honest cause that's how I'm living But if I do worry, then that's cause I meant it If we talking numbers I'm running up digits If we talking summer Then I'm in the kitchen They think I been mackin My life I been pimpin I came out a butterfly Cocoon incision They think I do pickup Bitch, I do deliver I'm sipping that light and it fuck up my liver I'm sipping that dark and I'm happy to be here These niggas is washed up Remind me of beaches No stereotyping bitch You know its me here If you get invited You lucky to be there Your clothes looking cautious You better just beware You best cut your losses if you cannot see wins The only opinion I care for is mine Some others hold value and that shit is fine Bro you can get over, just don't cross the line Don't know if I'm sober Don't know if I'm high I got on black shades so you can't see my eyes I look like the mask, a Jim Carey disguise I pop up like Perry bitch, this a surprise And bitch my head smooth I don't care for hairlines I'm just saying random shit cause it's hilarious Bitch, I'm hysterical Know you ain't hearing me Can't get no hair on me Ain't no comparing me Why would you stare at me? Maybe it's cause I'm so fine it's inherited Thank you for staring then Thank you for sharing this Make everything on my own I'm supplying it Bitch, that's you buying it Bitch, ain't no hiding it The wave you been riding it Hold up, get with me If you ain't rockin You might be against me I could be an ass but I'm really just friendly I can get mean if I don't like your energy Nigga fuck that Let's get this money Run up them numbers Add some more commas Account look like run ons Get my heart broke I'ma cry in that hummer Then I'ma hop out and hop in Ferrari Then I'ma get out and step in my bimmer It's time to pick up my shirt from the cleaners I gotta elevate my demeanor It's something about it now that make you leave me Grab the consistency And keep it frequent Keep the bass Coming Put it on my frequency Keep the bass coming Hoes trynna freak on me Play it oblivious Bitch what you really mean This life a movie And you trynna get a scene Bitch you too hot I know you trynna get us seen Shooting on film You might end up DVD Brush your head back with KD Give you BDB's What do you see in me? Fuck what you saying hoe Yes I believe in me Don't you lie on my name and the gang Don't deceive the peace Fuck where you at man You go where you need to be Know what you need and you don't Ain't no pleasing em GET A FUCKING HOBBY

Boone had a colt and a frying pan A quarter horse, American Half a heart, fully a man And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan Boone stole nickels and Boone stole dimes To fill the hole and mask his pride Though his mother said that the way of life Was ever better in a poor man's mind But Boone found that he had no peace Licking the dirt and kicking the streets Till he gambled a cent and came back with three Bad bad Boone became a thief No good could be found in Boone No Robin Hood and no whistled tune To the guilt of God he was immune As that cursed greed just grew and grew He had no wife, no boundary line No cowboy code or moral sight No child that he wouldn't fight No widow safe from the cheatin' lies What hurt another, ain't hurt him He'd do anything for a pretty little gem A coin in the bank, worth a whole damn limb Cash ever flowing, spirit so grim Rich in pocket, poor in love His soul went down and the money went up He died before he could fill his cup And what a pointless life that was Ain't no money gonna bring Boone back From dust he came and that's what lasts Good ol' dirt, we all shall pass The rich the poor, both withered grass Here lays Boone, so fully man Forgotten on his piece of land And buried with his frying pan And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan

I'm making it out of there, it has to be But nothing has ever been easy And here we go, around the bend I tell myself, "Get in" And if I could let it ride I'd take my time and free my mind When I can give it up So I curse your name at night, I'd rather fight than let it slide 'Cause I can't get enough I scream, turn it upstream Thinking of you, with my head underwater And you're moving through my bloodstream With every heartbeat, it's getting hard to remember to breathe I wonder if we'll ever break a spot of luck It's circular, this train of thought, I find it hard to stop So I'll try and tuck it down until I find my way around This space I'm in Turn the hourglass about and all the sand is running out The air is thin I scream, turn it upstream Thinking of you, with my head underwater And you're moving through my bloodstream With every heartbeat, it's getting hard to remember to breathe One, two, three, four, five, six, seven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven I scream, turn it upstream Thinking of you, with my head underwater And you're moving through my bloodstream With every heartbeat, it's getting hard to remember to breathe I scream, turn it upstream Thinking of you, with my head underwater And you're moving through my bloodstream With every heartbeat, it's getting hard to remember to breathe (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven) It's getting hard to remember to breathe (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven) It's getting hard to remember to breathe (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven) It's getting hard to remember to breathe (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven)

Oh God I know it I know I shouldn't call her back She's using me and I'm fine with that Yeah, she's using me and I'm fine with that And I hear ya sighs Through your phone tonight Look deep up in my eyes And tell me why'd you call me just to tell me to Come over Come over For closure For closure For closure She's hot and cold like Shoto Todoroki I know I know I must be crazy Phone's always dry And I never get a reply And I hear ya cries Through your phone tonight Look deep up in my eyes And tell me why'd you call me just to tell me to Come over Come over For closure For closure Come over Come over For closure For closure For closure