(feat. H.A.W.K)


[talking]

Get your smoke on, maintain

Get your smoke on, maintain

Maintain, get your smoke on, maintain


[Hook]

Smoke and maintain, and maintain

And maintain, and main-taaain


[Big Pokey]

I smoke and maintain, cause it soothes my body

In my big body, cause I'm a big body

No sipping, just hipping like legit

Smoking like a broke pit, gotta keep some'ing lit

Hit the scene clean, with my mask on

On hydro, some niggaz don't last long

First sweet, got me sleeping in seep

Shoes off, scratching the feet ready to eat

We blowed, swerving in the road

Send 'em home perving, early in the commode

Live by the code what, ball till you fall

Smelling like a pound, when I fall in the mall

From the shop, straight mashing on a bop

Simply cologne, 'case I run into a cop

Even with smoke, on top of my brain

I stay on my game, cause I smoke and maintain


[Hook x2]


[Chris Ward]

You know I roll candy, low-pro vogues and 4's

Blow dro like a sick kid, blows his nose

Stay riding high, like a roller coaster goes

And when it comes to this rap, I keep a dose of flows

I got this game mapped out, like a poster shows

From East to West I'm one of the best, from coast to coast

Turning corners in the hood still, blazing up good kill

Popping the trunk, and gripping a wood wheel

Smoking on kryptonite, twist it tight

(what's that boy), chronic leaves mixed with flight

All I need now nigga, is a six and a Sprite

So I can fall and ball, in the mix tonight I'm getting blowed


[Hook x2]


[H.A.W.K.]

I smoke and maintain, with two hands on the grain

Bezeltyne piece and chain, ten karat pinky ring

I swang, to the left to the right

With bang, and bubble head lights

Nuts hang, as I blow top flight

Two puffs got me feeling, as high as a kite

That's right, I can't cope with that bullshit dope

It's either hydro or endo, or killer rope

I smoke only the finest, it must be your heiness

As soon as I finish this verse, you will rewind this

I can't live with piness, is that a plus or a minus

Two puffs from the blunt, it clears my sinus

Puff-puff pass, when I'm in my zone

Watch me smash, when I'm on the microphone

I'm gone (I'm gone), when I'm blown on that doja

I keep's my composure, or else it's game over


[Hook x4]