What I Smoke

Big burner tuck don't give no f*ck It's raining on you hoes Fresh out the den Got on my lens She thirsty for some more I stay on 10 Don't count on hands I'm quick to throw sum blows I'm frosty icee feeling sheisty White bitch came from snow Don't tell me shit One thing I know My time is here they jus don't Stay dangerous boosie said let's go No lane switch Fish bowl that's a no Propane bitch Gas is what I smoke (That's what I smoke?) (That's what I smokeeeee) Bitch I'm versatile the way I rap my next shit is surprised You ever had to stretch a blunt all through the day but kept u high You ever seen the ones you thuggin with Trap witchu then they died Well let me tell you bout EB n what he seen w his own eyes I swear my head been fucked up everyday when I heard Rico died My bro for life I won't think twice you dissin on em you gone die Them headshots gave for free Got caught can't see got hit between the eyes Crash opp the king to finer things ain stopping till that horse on top Like uhh pass me the guwop got cammo steppas sending shots My boy we was boxing n bangin at my oldest cousin spot We pressing play jus send the drop It's getting old but they can't stop Cut em in half His bodies chopped The scene was clean got em gone off the lot Who really gone flow better but I'm getting this cheddar We hitting home runs feeling like devin Hester My niggas sum steppas they cold like they Elsa This shit getting sick posted up under weather Go cop me a Tesla I'm feeling real better She slurp like sum soup Sent her off like letters I'm making her wetter She say that I'm clever Old bitch her Debra EB he the devil But who do it better Chasing paper I'm up inna clouds Where u go? Yea I'm reaching for miles Onna low I know it's been a while I flow like the king bitch where my crown Goin up I can't wait to touch down Different cities I make it around By myself I can't I can't do no surround An Assassin bet not make a sound And I smoke by the pound Got the drop he town Know sum niggas who savage you think that boxing But they really sending them rounds And I see how you moving guess you lookin up to me pussy niggas is clowns And I said what i said imma keep getting bread I don't give a f*ck who really down Main bitch gotta WAP I can't drown If I do then I'm letting her down Onna dick you know that she gone bounce Better yet I know that she gone pounce Serving quarters I cop me ounce Out the mud comin straight from the ground So much paper I can't even count So much paper I can't even count