Smoke Lyrics

He want smoke

Let it blow oh let it blow

I want smoke

Roll em up and I'mma toke em

He want smoke

He want smoke smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

Let it blow oh let it blow

I want smoke

Roll em up and I'mma toke em

He want smoke

He want smoke smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

Then roll up the window and hot box the pinto

Fucking with me

You fucking with something that's so monumental

Sheesh, I fuck with they mental as

I'm gripping the pencil

Causing a heart attack cuz I hit harder I treat it like quarterbacks

You know I'm bringing the water back

Fake lean cuz I don't know how to act

Bitch please, I ask can you throw it back

On me, these hoes be too attached

To they niggas, my heart doing shivers

Boy you pussy you might be my dinner

I am sinner

My knife skills I hone

Imma killer down to my chromosomes

Righting these wrongs

And I don't like your tone

Better watch who you talking to

Doing what pac would do

Feeling too comfortable around these bitches

You gon' be vulnerable around these bitches

Around these parts they carry switches

In the park, in these ditches

Get my drift

Strictly business

You gone need a lot more than these stitches

These niggas be counterfeit

And it seems like they proud of it

And they lost all of my respect

Matter of fact I abolish it

You bitches need counseling

And you niggas need polishing

I tried to stop smoking but

Bitch ain't no promises

He want smoke

Let it blow oh let it blow

I want smoke

Roll em up and I'mma toke em

He want smoke

He want smoke smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

Let it blow oh let it blow

I want smoke

Roll em up and I'mma toke em

He want smoke

He want smoke smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

Addicted to drama

I revel in problems

Word to my momma

I'm stuck at the bottom

But I'm sharp like katana

Ain't no way imma stay here

Bitch I'm a player

You fuck her and pay her

I fuck her and play her

Like Channing Tatum I'm G.I. Joe

Watching these niggas like P.I.s hoe

Niggas ain't shit this tic tac toe

This ain't chess

If this was chess you'd be in trouble, hey hey

Just pick out the shovel

And plan your rebuttal nice

Be cold as ice

And pay that price

When you ain't as nice

On the fucking mic

These niggas be counterfeit

And it seems like they proud of it

And they lost all of my respect

Matter of fact I abolish it

You bitches need counseling

You niggas need polishing

I tried to stop smoking these niggas but

Bitch ain't no promises

He want smoke

Let it blow oh let it blow

I want smoke

Roll em up and I'mma toke em

He want smoke

He want smoke smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke

Let it blow oh let it blow

I want smoke

Roll em up and I'mma toke em

He want smoke

He want smoke smoke

He want smoke

He want smoke