Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Smoke
Young Smoke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Young Smoke
Young Smoke
Songwriter
Jahlique Bent
Jahlique Bent
Songwriter

Lyrics

Buss it down Smokey's world Ano Gang Ahwoolay Came through drippin' like a crack in the ceiling I came through bless, like I just finna sneeze 'em My bitch, she a dime, no, I won't leave her She go up and down like a lever Louboutin's made my feet hurt I got bands in the Beamer She just want all these drugs, I make love to my heater Nah, she don't want no more friends No, she just wants some more Kenzo We make love in the Benzo Set up shops like it's FreshCo Gettin' guap, no more wearin' friends clothes All paid for, no more rentals On your mark, shordy said, "Let go" On your mark, shordy said, "Let go" Made a hundred bands on a Koodo Play my cards just right like Uno You can not get in, that's a two-door Run up on me and I turn his brain into noodles Run up on him, let the semi-auto speak I'ma take this to the grave with me VVS chains with me Came a long way from slavery Like, I've been going hard, gettin' no sleep Like, pass me the blunt, yeah, no coffee This big shotty in my jean, give me knock-knee Run 'em down, hit him, tuna roll like ah ee I've been grindin' like I'm Tony Halal boy, but I leave you holy Picked up your bitch in a stollie Whip up my wrist, hit the Rollie Lost my tooth today, I'ma go get a gold teeth Lost my bro, so I can never trust nobody Tryna get out the hood and go see some palm trees I was in the trap and I ain't get nobody I was spendin' my money and I was fuckin' up my re' I was skippin' to that loom, and I was chasin' all this cheese I was all by myself and I asked, "God, please help" Came through drippin' like a crack in the ceiling I came through bless, like I just finna sneeze 'em My bitch, she a dime, no, I won't leave her She go up and down like a lever Louboutin's made my feet hurt I got bands in the Beamer She just want all these drugs, I make love to my heater Nah, she don't want no more friends No, she just wants some more Kenzo We make love in the Benzo Set up shops like it's FreshCo Gettin' guap, no more wearin' friends clothes All paid for, no more rentals On your mark, shordy said, "Let go" On your mark, shordy said, "Let go" I bought a cake I started hittin' like the Jays I'm tryna move momma away When I call, they come like ándale When you pull up, we ain't hear what you say We tryna go overseas and see couple pounds I'm goin' up, ain't comin' down I am the king, I might give her the crown I might go hit the block, yeah, if that don't work out I might buy a Rollie, and go bust down My bitch, yeah, she love the one Now, that I'm hot and I'm buzzin' around The cops say that I'm the one (Passing these rounds) Didn't go to school, but I know how to count (Count it) Water on me and I look like a fountain with thousands Came through drippin' like a crack in the ceiling I came through bless, like I just finna sneeze 'em My bitch, she a dime, no, I won't leave her She go up and down like a lever Louboutin's made my feet hurt I got bands in the Beamer She just want all these drugs, I make love to my heater Nah, she don't want no more friends No, she just wants some more Kenzo We make love in the Benzo Set up shops like it's FreshCo Gettin' guap, no more wearin' friends clothes All paid for, no more rentals On your mark, shordy said, "Let go" On your mark, shordy said, "Let go" Some Southside shit, though, you know how we rockin', nigga
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