In a world where everyone's a critic, midwxst and DC The Don are here to remind us that they're not phased. "No Smoke" is an anthem of defiance, a lyrical middle finger to haters who doubt their authenticity in the music industry. They're all about rising above negativity, focusing on their grind and enjoying the fruits of their labor - be it imported weed or VIP status. They address accusations of being 'industry plants' with swagger, asserting they're in demand regardless of what naysayers think. The duo also make it clear they're not afraid to confront issues head-on, refusing to run from 'smoke' or conflict. So put your headphones on and get lost in this audacious track - just don't forget to duck when the smoke comes! 💨🎶
No Smoke
Lyrics
I'm goin' up, know that's part of the plan
Niggas don't wan' see me up
So that's why they callin' me a fuckin' industry plant
You can say what you want 'bout my songs
But that shit don't matter because I've been up in demand
Like, duckin' no smoke, no, I am not runnin'
Said I'm not hard, boy why are you frontin'?
I got the keys, it feel like I'm Sora
That trigger get squeezed and bullets be soarin'
You send me yo' song, that shit really borin'
VIP, lil' bitch, I'm important
Might get some weed, might get it imported
We don't have problems, we solve it and sort it
If you don't got my money, you gettin' extorted
Like a Hellcat, know that them bullets be soarin'
Sippin' that Fanta, boy, know what I'm pourin'
You told her to block me 'cause I am adorin'
Hoppin' on flights, you know that I'm tourin'
Hittin' the gas, you know I'ma floor it
Stick for the ripper, I ain't talkin' 'bout scooters
I feel like I'm Tecca, I stay with my shooters
Shootin' that rifle, the fuck is a Ruger?
I'm in your dreams like I'm Freddy Krueger
Niggas be beefin', they talk on computers
Bro keep a Drakeo, not talkin' Ruler
Hittin' his head, we gon' hit his medulla
I know you cappin', who the fuck you foolin'?
Like a bubble, you get popped
Uh, makin' a call on the squad
Everyone tellin' me drop
Uh, uh, I'ma drop it when I want
I run the world, can't be stopped, no
I know my haters, they plottin'
You in the stands, you watchin'
I'm number one in the top ten
Know that I got niggas off bad
Shootin', don't got no damn option
Like a mixtape, know we drop that
Cameras on me like I'm vloggin'
Talk about me, know you bloggin'
Runnin' your mouth to some nonsense
You wanna talk, but I will not listen
Diamonds, they shine, you know that they Vivian
You off of the tabs, lil' nigga you trippin'
Crossin' that finish line, clutchin' that ribbon
I'm livin' the life that I wanna be livin'
You think you can stop me, boy, are you kiddin'? Bitch, okay
I'm goin' up, know that's part of the plan
Niggas don't wan' see me up
So that's why they callin' me a fuckin' industry plant
You can say what you want 'bout my songs
But that shit don't matter because I've been up in demand
Like, duckin' no smoke, no, I am not runnin'
Said I'm not hard, boy why are you frontin'?
Ayy, SRT with the black paint on it
.762, they gon' whip through, it's Donny
My bitch hella bad, I tame her like McLovin
Shoutout KT, he drop shit like a Russian
When I step on that bitch, you can hear the percussion
Niggas chattin' on twitter, they keep makin' assumptions
Lil' Donny layin' the blueprint
I went Helen Keller this year, I don't do no discussions
And I got my choppa, so I'm never runnin'
Shit, I got you but got hit up for nothin'
I smoke blunt after blunt, give my bitch a concussion
I can't trip on that ho, 'cause they come by the dozens
Like a record, you get stopped, uh
I make 'em rewind
Like a signal, you get dropped, uh
Hit yo' bitch with a peace sign
DC on the beat, so I had to distort it
Jordan five J's, I be rockin' the oranges
I just throw on the fit, now my ego enormous
With gang all the time, 'cause I'm way too important
Half of them niggas that's with you be fake, it's unfortunate
Niggas switched on the gang, now my coupe got a horse in it
Fuck it, okay, I'm finna make some millions recordin' it
Count up my money, now, mama look, I got endorsements
I'm finna fuck up the summer
Last summer this shit was all bad
Call up my bitch from the Hummer
I don't got no service, you don't gotta call back
'Member I was down bad watchin' anime
Now I'm watchin' anime in Japan
You a critic, you just like that nigga Fantano
No Disney Channel, put that boy on demand
I'm goin' up, know that's part of the plan
Niggas don't wan' see me up
So that's why they callin' me a fuckin' industry plant
You can say what you want 'bout my songs
But that shit don't matter because I've been up in demand
Like, duckin' no smoke, no, I am not runnin'
Said I'm not hard, boy why are you frontin'? (Bitch, okay)
I'm goin' up, know that's part of the plan
Niggas don't wan' see me up
So that's why they callin' me a fuckin' industry plant
You can say what you want 'bout my songs
But that shit don't matter because I've been up in demand
Like, duckin' no smoke, no, I am not runnin'
Said I'm not hard, boy why are you frontin'?
Donny
Go, go, go
Writer(s): Christopher Taylor Morgan, Daijon Cotty Davis, Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt III, Michael Santoni, Xavier Deltomme
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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