Smoke (feat. GoBrazy)

Uh Yeah Free the guys Whole lot of clips Whole lot of guns We do this for real, this shit ain't for fun Talk a lot of shit till I cut out ya tongue Yo grandmama gave you that chain? Shot him in his charm I want all the smoke I want all the smoke I want all the smoke Yeah bitch all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke Yeah bitch all the smoke You know how rock I be on the block 30 in this Glock Get yo ass popped I'm in love with her top Donuts in droptop Peewee signed for five, peewee in a box Wayne got a cap These niggas cap 600 onna map We be in the trap Higher than a bitch Yo BD a bitch Hoe we keep them sticks On front street we get it lit I'm tired of the favors Want smoke just like a vapor Mama ain't give me shit because my mama wasn't able My first kick door was on my motherfucking neighbor I started robbing shit till my family got able My first love wasn't shit and my next love wasn't shit either I went and copped a pack, how you doing nice to meet ya Nico signed for eight He robbed a subway Zimmie coming home on the guys I can't wait Whole lot of clips Whole lot of guns We do this for real, this shit ain't for fun Talk a lot of shit till I cut out ya tongue Yo grandmama gave you that chain? Shot him in his charm I want all the smoke I want all the smoke I want all the smoke Yeah bitch all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke Yeah bitch all the smoke F*ck yo bitch calling for yeah I'm who she falling for yeah APEX want all the smoke yeah I f*ck then it's time to go Yeah F*ck is you meaning? Niggas hate for no reason My dogs and I steaded scheming I'm talking like Kel and Keenan Off the ops with our offense Ain't no need for no defense Know that I be with demons Ain't no reason to pretend Swear to God like I spawned em Wouldn't be wise to harm em No you don't want no problems You'll get smoked like some ganja You on top? Then ya times up Ooo them guys right behind ya Hide ya where they can't find ya My choppa math it divides ya Whole lot of clips Whole lot of guns We do this for real, this shit ain't for fun Talk a lot of shit till I cut out ya tongue Yo grandmama gave you that chain? Shot him in his charm I want all the smoke I want all the smoke I want all the smoke Yeah bitch all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke Yeah bitch all the smoke