Up in Smoke
Alright
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, gimme throat
Shoot a nigga, down
Witta pole, here we go
We up in smoke
You don't want no smoke
Nigga you a joke
You ain't got no money
Bitch you broke
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, onna pole
Shawty get down
Drop it low
Choppa do a hunnid fucking rounds onna hoe
Hit that bitch, from the back
Feeling Slowmo
Got me feeling
Slowmo
Smoking on this Dro
Feelin like a pro
I be ballin at the show
Told the chauffer go fast
Smoking on this gas
Hit a dime witta pass
Bitch yo necklace full of glass
I'm only hitting dimes
My rolex runnin out of time
Smokin on some lime
AP, it shinin through the blinds
I saw you in behind
You needa catch up
Got that Louie, I design
My Glizzy, gassed up
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, gimme throat
Shoot a nigga, down
Witta pole, here we go
We up in smoke
You don't want no smoke
Nigga you a joke
You ain't got no money
Bitch you broke
Driving slow, by my solo on the low
Whippin up in smoke I go
Switching lanes up on a hoe
Got that nina, by my side
Told the chauffer, lemme drive
Ocean house, where I reside
10 feet deep, I'm finna dive
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, gimme throat
Shoot a nigga, down
Witta pole, here we go
We up in smoke
You don't want no smoke
Nigga you a joke
You ain't got no money
Bitch you broke
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, gimme throat
Shoot a nigga, down
Witta pole, here we go
We up in smoke
You don't want no smoke
Nigga you a joke
You ain't got no money
Bitch you broke
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, onna pole
Shawty get down
Drop it low
Choppa do a hunnid fucking rounds onna hoe
Hit that bitch, from the back
Feeling Slowmo
Got me feeling
Slowmo
Smoking on this Dro
Feelin like a pro
I be ballin at the show
Told the chauffer go fast
Smoking on this gas
Hit a dime witta pass
Bitch yo necklace full of glass
I'm only hitting dimes
My rolex runnin out of time
Smokin on some lime
AP, it shinin through the blinds
I saw you in behind
You needa catch up
Got that Louie, I design
My Glizzy, gassed up
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, gimme throat
Shoot a nigga, down
Witta pole, here we go
We up in smoke
You don't want no smoke
Nigga you a joke
You ain't got no money
Bitch you broke
Driving slow, by my solo on the low
Whippin up in smoke I go
Switching lanes up on a hoe
Got that nina, by my side
Told the chauffer, lemme drive
Ocean house, where I reside
10 feet deep, I'm finna dive
Up in smoke
Bad lil bitch, gimme throat
Shoot a nigga, down
Witta pole, here we go
We up in smoke
You don't want no smoke
Nigga you a joke
You ain't got no money
Bitch you broke
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Writer(s): Ruben Campuzano
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