Smoke
What!
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke you don't want no smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want no smoke
Put ya hands up
If you a baller put a bang up
You look good when you dance huh
In the mirror now do it for the camera
I am so g that I could pull up anywhere
May not be a millionaire but bet I get a million stairs
Hot chic pitty petty bitches envy looky here
You better get ya baby daddy girl yo nigga up in here
(Knock knock who is that)
Who is that knocking on my car door
Interrupting my rolling do I gotta call the bros
They make you put em up put em like 5 0
Prove a gangsta is a wanksta like 5 0
Ok bout my fetty love this cheddar drop confetti ooh
He wanna put it in my belly I ain't ready ooh
Yeah I be solo I be dolo but don't run up no no
You don't want no smoke
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke you don't want no smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want no smoke
Clean whipper young whipper snapper whipping ooh
You wanna talk about the bills but I peel em ooh
Don't wanna talk about no money two watches on me I got double time for the money
I like standing on the couches shining bling blow ooh
If i take another drink Im baby mama number 2
Yea I know that Im a fool posing for my looky loo's
Pretty young darling laced up skipping to my loot
Y you hating on me I don't even know you
You don't even know me shit what did I do
My homegirls look like models
You mad cause waiters bringing us bottles
You hating cause ballers banking but I can't be sorry baby
You done bought all them inches and still he don't wanna lay ya
PY keep it playa
Fuck a lover bout my paper
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke you don't want no smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want no smoke
Put ya hands up
If you a baller put a band up
You look good when you dance huh
In the mirror now do it for the camera
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke you don't want no smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want no smoke
Put ya hands up
If you a baller put a bang up
You look good when you dance huh
In the mirror now do it for the camera
I am so g that I could pull up anywhere
May not be a millionaire but bet I get a million stairs
Hot chic pitty petty bitches envy looky here
You better get ya baby daddy girl yo nigga up in here
(Knock knock who is that)
Who is that knocking on my car door
Interrupting my rolling do I gotta call the bros
They make you put em up put em like 5 0
Prove a gangsta is a wanksta like 5 0
Ok bout my fetty love this cheddar drop confetti ooh
He wanna put it in my belly I ain't ready ooh
Yeah I be solo I be dolo but don't run up no no
You don't want no smoke
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke you don't want no smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want no smoke
Clean whipper young whipper snapper whipping ooh
You wanna talk about the bills but I peel em ooh
Don't wanna talk about no money two watches on me I got double time for the money
I like standing on the couches shining bling blow ooh
If i take another drink Im baby mama number 2
Yea I know that Im a fool posing for my looky loo's
Pretty young darling laced up skipping to my loot
Y you hating on me I don't even know you
You don't even know me shit what did I do
My homegirls look like models
You mad cause waiters bringing us bottles
You hating cause ballers banking but I can't be sorry baby
You done bought all them inches and still he don't wanna lay ya
PY keep it playa
Fuck a lover bout my paper
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke you don't want no smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke you don't want smoke
You don't want no smoke
Put ya hands up
If you a baller put a band up
You look good when you dance huh
In the mirror now do it for the camera
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
Put ya hands up Don't shoot
If you act up you get the boot
You don't want smoke
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Writer(s): Maya Murphy-turner
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