Smoke Flow 4 ft. Dede Valentino Lyrics

Woo woo woo

I gotta check my phone it's on do not disturb

I been on the grind, I feel like Tony Bird

I got Prada shades on, they proud of me

I can hit a lick, make you a salary

Walked in with a check, I make lotta of that

I break that bitch back, I won't call her back

They say all of this, they say all of that

They say flash a bitch, bitch I'm counting racks

I wake up, go get it, they can't tell me shit

If I want, I'll go spend it. Bitch, I'm getting rich

But I been stacking up my guap, wait till I get my chips up

I stayed down, came up ball like Derek Fisher

Haaaa

Niggas try to click up

Niggas try to switch sides

Act like I ain't did shit for you

Nigga go bitch up

Nigga go talk all shit behind me but nigga won't call me

Nigga be doing that lame ass shit, that shit be nonsense

And I'm just blowing on dope, I'm thinking I'm using my noggin

And I had to just stop taking them percs shits, they was making me nauseous

RIP Z

The shit that we going through, making us bosses

I had to step up to that plate

I just walked down with my shades, yellow diamonds, lemonade

I'm smoking loud, no I can't hear what you're saying

Big ass Glock, when it shoot go super saiyan