Smoke
46
Lee Breezy made the beat
Aye Lee, aye Lee
Those wack ass beats
I'm MC with the hammer
Got bars like I live in the slammer
Foul mouth but
I got the right grammar
Kinda gangster with a bit of glamour
Cross me, oh bitch, that's danger
You don't know me
Hoe like a stranger
Stay in yo place and out my face
Cuz messing with me is not safe
I'm in my bag and
You tricks mad
Your heart like a demon
That's very sad
Throw that shit in a Pit
And call it Brad
Just let it burn cuz you got it bad
That's word to Usher
No one can touch her
I ain't never scared
Like Bone Crusher
Make your ass ooze
Like a pack of gushers
Say you the shit but
I been flushed you
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Instead of hating
You need to take notes
Take notes
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Claiming you're real, but you're lying Through your throat
Through your throat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Growing my mills
I ain't talking about oat
Bout oat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
How you a rapper
But ain't write a single quote
A single quote
The hate is real
The love is fake
So I cut my circle like a piece of cake
If you want to win
You gotta stay wise
It's a lot of demons in sweet disguise
If a trick switch up
Don't be surprised
Just thank God and let it ride
They'll get theirs and that's for sho
We all gotta reap what we sow
I'm reading fools like a rainbow
It's a lot of shit I do know
I just keep it all on the low
In due time it'll all show
If you want smoke I got my alarm
Yes, my help is your harm
In other words don't get crazy
Or get slumped over
Like your ass lazy
Ahhh
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Instead of hating
You need to take notes
Take notes
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Claiming you're real, but you're lying Through your throat
Through your throat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Growing my mills
I ain't talking about oat
Bout oat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
How you a rapper
But ain't write a single quote
A single quote
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Instead of hating
You need to take notes
Take notes
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Claiming you're real, but you're lying Through your throat
Through your throat
Lee Breezy made the beat
Aye Lee, aye Lee
Those wack ass beats
I'm MC with the hammer
Got bars like I live in the slammer
Foul mouth but
I got the right grammar
Kinda gangster with a bit of glamour
Cross me, oh bitch, that's danger
You don't know me
Hoe like a stranger
Stay in yo place and out my face
Cuz messing with me is not safe
I'm in my bag and
You tricks mad
Your heart like a demon
That's very sad
Throw that shit in a Pit
And call it Brad
Just let it burn cuz you got it bad
That's word to Usher
No one can touch her
I ain't never scared
Like Bone Crusher
Make your ass ooze
Like a pack of gushers
Say you the shit but
I been flushed you
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Instead of hating
You need to take notes
Take notes
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Claiming you're real, but you're lying Through your throat
Through your throat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Growing my mills
I ain't talking about oat
Bout oat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
How you a rapper
But ain't write a single quote
A single quote
The hate is real
The love is fake
So I cut my circle like a piece of cake
If you want to win
You gotta stay wise
It's a lot of demons in sweet disguise
If a trick switch up
Don't be surprised
Just thank God and let it ride
They'll get theirs and that's for sho
We all gotta reap what we sow
I'm reading fools like a rainbow
It's a lot of shit I do know
I just keep it all on the low
In due time it'll all show
If you want smoke I got my alarm
Yes, my help is your harm
In other words don't get crazy
Or get slumped over
Like your ass lazy
Ahhh
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Instead of hating
You need to take notes
Take notes
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Claiming you're real, but you're lying Through your throat
Through your throat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Growing my mills
I ain't talking about oat
Bout oat
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
How you a rapper
But ain't write a single quote
A single quote
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Instead of hating
You need to take notes
Take notes
You don't want smoke with the goat With the goat
Claiming you're real, but you're lying Through your throat
Through your throat
Credits
Writer(s): Mary Renfroe
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