Smoke Outta Here Freestyle
Every time I come around the block, it's the same old niggas busting brand new shots
Brand new niggas loving same old thots
Boys on the corner middle finger to the cops
If I could lil nigga i'll buy the whole hood, Lil nigga I'll buy the whole block
Ain't no money, ain't no time on the clock
Work off the boat, got it straight from the docks
Imma young gunna, can't stop won't stop
Imma drop hits, can't flop won't flop
Yeen got no rhythm, can't hop won't hop
Ducking all you squares, opposite hopscotch
Over my cheese, mozzarella
She get overzealous
I buy her Margielas
Add her to my schedule
I'm fly as propellers
I hang with the fellas
We looking for billions but counting up millions
You feeling you can't do the same
All it takes time & ya brain
All you can do, wait ya day
Them people be calling ya name
I know the pain, trapped in ya brain
Can't make it out, they got you in chains
Stay in yo lane, stay true to yo game
We drop the E when they talking bout fame
Talkin bout fam
I stay as close as I can
I gotta roll for my mans, Never fold on my mans
We split not holding the bands
We throwing them bands
Then get em again
The mission is clear
The fuck outta here
My bucks like a deer
It's worth it, you queer
The money is dear
It grow like a beard
(Whew) lemme blow smoke outta here
Brand new niggas loving same old thots
Boys on the corner middle finger to the cops
If I could lil nigga i'll buy the whole hood, Lil nigga I'll buy the whole block
Ain't no money, ain't no time on the clock
Work off the boat, got it straight from the docks
Imma young gunna, can't stop won't stop
Imma drop hits, can't flop won't flop
Yeen got no rhythm, can't hop won't hop
Ducking all you squares, opposite hopscotch
Over my cheese, mozzarella
She get overzealous
I buy her Margielas
Add her to my schedule
I'm fly as propellers
I hang with the fellas
We looking for billions but counting up millions
You feeling you can't do the same
All it takes time & ya brain
All you can do, wait ya day
Them people be calling ya name
I know the pain, trapped in ya brain
Can't make it out, they got you in chains
Stay in yo lane, stay true to yo game
We drop the E when they talking bout fame
Talkin bout fam
I stay as close as I can
I gotta roll for my mans, Never fold on my mans
We split not holding the bands
We throwing them bands
Then get em again
The mission is clear
The fuck outta here
My bucks like a deer
It's worth it, you queer
The money is dear
It grow like a beard
(Whew) lemme blow smoke outta here
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Writer(s): Joshua Johnson
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