Smoke
Lyrics
I want smoke I ain’t talking out
They don’t know what they be talking bout
They don’t know who they be dealing with
You’ll get smoke right in the parking lot
Too many my niggas is dead and gone
I be dam if niggas try me
Stabbed Keenan in his neck soon as we left we was right beside em
I don’t trust nobody
Bought a sawed off shotty
Keep that bitch right by me
Niggas moving real slimey
Fresh blades for a snake nigga
Chop em down then erase niggas
I hope you keep that same energy
When you see me face to face nigga
Niggaz be fake mad
First it be all gas
When you see em it’s brake pads
I swear that I hate that
Throw a stone why you hiding hands
That’s a nice whip you riding in
Ya next ride gon be the ambulance
I ran a play
3 in a day
Tripled my pay
So I bought a strap today
Say they gon kill me, if I shoot him then you gotta feel me
I bought a Mac, I hope it don’t jam
Nigga want war but they better relax, I make it the summer of Sam
Please keep in mind who the fuck that I am
My Nigga don’t push me
Checking the temperature see if you pussy
Mistake of a rookie
Eh, Eh
I got a bag today
So what I do, what I do, eh, eh I bought a Mac today
I’m loading it up, I don’t give a fuck, they knowing what’s up put one in ya cap today
So what I do
What I do, Eh eh
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today
HUNNED rounds we ain’t gotta aim
On site when we see them suckers
Bald heads like Damon wayans
Ladder on it like I’m cleaning gutters
If it’s war we ain’t running nigga
We ain’t nothing like them other niggas
You ain’t never seen a homicide
Shots ring take cover nigga
Going thru walls and shit
Bullets brees’n like New Orleans bitch
I swear to God we ain’t playing the drama starting ain’t no pausing shit
Everybody some killer in em, push em to it ain’t no coming back
Bomb first nigga makeveli, Send em to me ima send em back
I bought a Mac, I hope it don’t jam
Nigga want war but they better relax, I make it the summer of Sam
Please keep in mind who the fuck that I am
My Nigga don’t push me
Checking the temperature see if you pussy
Mistake of a rookie
Eh, Eh
I got a bag today
So what I do, what I do, eh, eh
I bought a Mac today
I’m loading it up, I don’t give a fuck, they knowing what’s up put one in ya cap today
So what I do, what I do, Eh eh
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today Eh, eh
I want smoke I ain’t talking out
They don’t know what they be talking bout
They don’t know who they be dealing with
You’ll get smoke right in the parking lot
Too many my niggas is dead and gone
I be dam if niggas try me
Stabbed Keenan in his neck soon as we left we was right beside em
I don’t trust nobody
Bought a sawed off shotty
Keep that bitch right by me
Niggas moving real slimey
Fresh blades for a snake nigga
Chop em down then erase niggas
I hope you keep that same energy
When you see me face to face nigga
Niggaz be fake mad
First it be all gas
When you see em it’s brake pads
I swear that I hate that
Throw a stone why you hiding hands
That’s a nice whip you riding in
Ya next ride gon be the ambulance
I ran a play
3 in a day
Tripled my pay
So I bought a strap today
Say they gon kill me, if I shoot him then you gotta feel me
I bought a Mac, I hope it don’t jam
Nigga want war but they better relax, I make it the summer of Sam
Please keep in mind who the fuck that I am
My Nigga don’t push me
Checking the temperature see if you pussy
Mistake of a rookie
Eh, Eh
I got a bag today
So what I do, what I do, eh, eh I bought a Mac today
I’m loading it up, I don’t give a fuck, they knowing what’s up put one in ya cap today
So what I do
What I do, Eh eh
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today
HUNNED rounds we ain’t gotta aim
On site when we see them suckers
Bald heads like Damon wayans
Ladder on it like I’m cleaning gutters
If it’s war we ain’t running nigga
We ain’t nothing like them other niggas
You ain’t never seen a homicide
Shots ring take cover nigga
Going thru walls and shit
Bullets brees’n like New Orleans bitch
I swear to God we ain’t playing the drama starting ain’t no pausing shit
Everybody some killer in em, push em to it ain’t no coming back
Bomb first nigga makeveli, Send em to me ima send em back
I bought a Mac, I hope it don’t jam
Nigga want war but they better relax, I make it the summer of Sam
Please keep in mind who the fuck that I am
My Nigga don’t push me
Checking the temperature see if you pussy
Mistake of a rookie
Eh, Eh
I got a bag today
So what I do, what I do, eh, eh
I bought a Mac today
I’m loading it up, I don’t give a fuck, they knowing what’s up put one in ya cap today
So what I do, what I do, Eh eh
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today
I got a bag today
I bought a Mac today Eh, eh
Writer(s): Jarrod Bright
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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