Smoke Lyrics by BlocBoy JB & EST Gee
(Load me up IV)
(Tay Keith this too hard)
I’m back in my bag, they stealing my swag, but this the original flow
If I see a opp then I’m peeling his boat
Fuck a 4 of da lean, pour a pint on his toe
Now who want the smoke?
Yeah
I want the smoke
Fuck all talkin’ let’s meet at yo door
I’m pedaroll mafia big babyloc
And I got tiny locs
And I fuck wit da folks
And I fuck wit da Joes
And I fuck wit da bloods
My bitch keep a strap, I ain’t fuckin wit studs
Just fucked a bitch, but I told her it’s love
I was so down I looked up, seent the sidewalk
Me and brothers, we played in da mud
I’m feeling offset I just might bussdown to carti
So bitch, if it’s up then it’s stuck
What you gon’ do when up in the combat
Bullets start hitting the back of yo truck
My throwaway was a XD Compact
9 lemon squeeze was the one that I bussed
He want dat beef, put ’em up in that lunchpack
I ain’t smoking opps, they was killed out of love
I’m getting high, Lil Baby that’s a fun fact
But the marijuana is my only drug
I’m off a ex lap
Tryna give a dirt nap
Came from a perk, yeah must been a dud
I’m tryna bump on this beef, I like contact
N***** was scared to come out where we was
Hollow tips hit ’em, explode on contact
Rip him up quickest way, get him a bust
He don’t drop videos ’cause he took broke to go buy him some clothes
That n**** a bum
AR flip a car rip through the motor
It sounds explosive a bunch of alarms
I got a switch on a nine with a drum
It’s so fast you braggin’ no way he can run
I don’t feel sympathy turn to a memory
Cuttin’ my dog up for me and the bruh’s
I got some good smack tying my backpack
Hit it with superman turn it to fudge
I’m feeling Shiesty, I just put his mans in Durk
So tell ’em to get it in blood
I’m uncle Elroy, these rappers dae dae
I swear these n***** my lil bitty boys
When I got locked up it was for robbery
Went back to school then they gave me a board
You got me fucked thinkin’ ’bout robbing me
Up with that Drake, make him mission abort
I got into it when we played the basketball
I was the first to take shit off the court
I’m on the bloc man, I feel like Marc Gasol
I was just plotting on robbin’ the source
I lay ’em down make ’em count to a thousand
He move he gon’ die before he make a choice
Look in his eyes, I can tell he a bitch, man
I know he didn’t hop of the porch, he was forced
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