This is a song about "Smoker is ga"

Let me cash you out , here hold this

The bomb is can bwe you is

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

This is not fake it it is reality

My style is patent, the measures is drastic

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

With women with issues

I know this dude is flow is juice

So here i am at the store for some chips

Put the haters in vein choking like smoker hits,

Niggas in the street scared

Your bad is what is alleged