Smoke

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Nigga, I think we got another one.

I'm a rich ghetto, good syrup sippin' ass nigga.

Caught him out with his bitch, they whooped her ass with him. I never knew I had this many children.

Said some bullshit about me, then a nigga killed him.

I don't know what happened, I don't know who cappin'. Shit-talkin' bastard, I'ma go out rappin'.

But if a nigga catch me slippin', I'ma go out clappin'. I'ma go out fappin', I don't know what happened.

Blow my nose in my Chrome shirt, I don't want a napkin.

Old ass hustle, he at the store trappin'. I just got a ho at an ackie for a blow package.

Let's test to see if he really be P, so we gon' blow at it. I wanna see it work.

I swear to God, I knew he was gon' get rich, bruh, I seen it first.

I'm off two G6, they got my teeth hurtin'. He the green man, he never drink purple.

Change clothes five times a day, that's like a week worth. Before I pour this pint, I'm gonna sleep first.

Come get a brick for us, we got clean work.

He wanted three bricks, so that's three verses.

He got a hundred on that bitch, that's why I keep squirtin'. You can't tie me to the work, I sell that three person.

Sell that third person, I'm not the first person.

They killed this bitch ass to flip this hearse over. Shot the ceremony up, they tried to flip the church over.

Say some bullshit and go get murked for it.

Yes, I know your big dog, he work for me. He still high off that fetty pill, he took the Perc Monday.

I put a hundred racks up every first Sunday.

Send me thirty racks right now, you got a verse comin'. Give me a cup, I'm finna pour some syrup in it.

Yes, I know your baby mom, she used to work with me. She used to work for me, she used to twerk for me.

Diamond link hittin' like a bitch, got Jalen Hurts money.

If you a real hot boy, then call Lil Turk for me. I can get a nigga smacked way in Cali, I got Lil Durk money.

I went Chrome Heart to the floor, my shirt thirteen hundred.

I don't cap a bitch, you never heard me stutter.

Stress a bitch out, make her do a thousand burpees for me. Two watches on, I look like Curtis brother.

But I got this shit from wifey, it was worth a hundred.

Quarter million on my neck, they wanna murk me for it. Two hundred thousand in my ear, that's how I heard you comin'.

These niggas broke as fuck and they shirts be musty.

It ain't Thanksgiving, but I got a turkey smuggled. Walkin' 'round with a pillow on me, tryna smother somethin'.

First you get ten M's, then a hundred come.

I made a hundred racks a hundred fuckin' times, you hit a hundred women.

Thirty lines in one day got my stomach turnin'. He done killed so many niggas, this the hundredth person.

He know he goin' to hell, he ain't goin' to jail.

He know he ain't goin' to the pen 'cause he gon' fuckin' tell. He'll put somethin' on the floor, you better not fuck with Trail.

They hit him in his neck, then he tucked his tail.

I need a fuckin' rocket launcher, who got one for sale?

I did my sixty months, I'll never know how Gunna feel. You ain't got no act pints? I had one in jail.

Like, where the fuck you get that watch from? 'Cause they don't come in mail. Nigga, tag your jeweler.

Who be puttin' shit on the floor for y'all? Can you tag your shooter?

I upgraded bro with two Glocks, he just had a Ruger. I wanna jump out with a box, I'm finna grab a Uzi.

I paid the bitch rent, she paid me back in coochie.

She say her ass kinda too small, she wanna grab a booty. She want a BBL, I'ma grab it for her.

You ain't gotta steal shit, you can ask me for it. I talk so much shit, they wanna whack me for it.

If he call with four pints, then I'm grabbin' for it.

I'm comin' from the bottom, on my heart, what you laughin' for?

Of course I want a dub for a verse, what you askin' me for? I know you did the shit, but what you smackin' for? One day

I bust out cryin' 'cause I thought I'd never have act no more.

Then I found some act at this bad bitch house, tryna crack, but I left 'cause I found some crack.

She a pure smoker.

She said she got a sickness, I got a cure for her