Smoke

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You know the hood love dope

Had some money in my scope

A nigga tired of being broke

So my nigga said you better look for smoke

I rocc the boat I make it float

I see them flames I see the smoke

Hit the offense with the overload

You don't get no flow with your mouth closed.

I'm in sicco mode

I go bizzy bone had some money in my scope

Had some hoes that I'd love to shoot for

And I bet I won't miss tell her put me on the list

I put something on your wrist let em know you with me

I want all the smoke and whatever it brings

I'm pulling niggas cards and I'm pulling the strings

I'll take your wallet and your Android with that bitch on your screen

I go get the smoke when I see the steam

Stirring your noodles like coffee then I add the cream

I'm coming for cream I'm coming juice

That minute made I'm eating they food

Who want problems I'm ready for those

Controlling the weather that's the key to the roads

I want a percentage delete the message

They ain't stressing that's why they that jump suit is the dressing

Now you on alert you better start pressing

Your flow not impressive I want the smoke I'll blocc your blessing

Most of these niggas half stepping.

You know the hood love dope

Had some money in my scope

A nigga tired of being broke

So my nigga said you better look for smoke

I rocc the boat I make it float

I see them flames I see the smoke

Hit the offense with an overload

You dont get no flow with your mouth closed.

All the smoke free

Co have too many pussy niggas

But we taking sending bullet holes

From the slums of the kids pushing hoes

But I'm not talking bitches

I got a Mike epps and he with the business

Ice cube looking bitch never been the witness

They push a button and take the weak hostage

Most of my niggas take out the garbage

She want to go bacc to college

Side bitches you entertain I don't ever acknowledge

Dab pen just refilled with the cartridge

Who done got Kay9ne started

When you getting in my city you a target

They selling everything blacc market

I see niggas pull the heat out they poccet

And I done pulled the gage out the closet

Tell em just be honest

The whole hood popping

The whole hood hot

They get to stirring shit up now your ass in the pot

Them niggas know how we rocc.

You know the hood love dope

Had some money in my scope

A nigga tired of being broke

So my niggas said you better look for smoke

I rocc the boat I make it float

I see them flames I see the smoke

Hit the offense with an overload

You don't get no flow with your mouth closed.