What I Smoke Lyrics

Big burner tuck don't give no fuck

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 fuck 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