SMOKED OUT
Pulled up in that all back
See no nick but I'm all that
I flipped work on what's app
Heard ya new shit nigga what's that
Betta back down or get smoked out
Comin for y'all asses get stoked out
Step outta line and u get choked out
Competition yea u really coked out
Up and away
Hand me my bread go bout ur way
Fuck what you say
I roll wit hood niggas everyday
Smokin and sipping on drank
Fuck all that fame
Niggas is really some lames
Streets don't feel what you say
Aye aye
Baby Lemme get some brain
Oh baby gon and toot that thang
Aye aye
I get high i mean really high there's dead guys in this Za
We Stuff the woods wit like 7.5
Yeah this shit super fire
We Smokin Thrax please don't hit my trap if you can't pay for that
I spent a QP for this draco but i got my payment back
What you thought shit was swisher sweet
Don't get Ya whip Swiss cheesed
Turn that foreign to a hotbox since you wanted smoke wit me
I got sour i got runtiez we i got sherbert by the tree
This a blow out wit these poles out we be Smokin oops for free
New year but the same rules
And I run shit and you niggas food
I don't fuck with niggas like a trump dude
Betta back down before I slump you
Keep some Lysol for u bum niggas
Yea I'm talkin to you lil scum niggas
Don't rap Niggas
Neva trapped niggas
Yo boolie show'em where we at nigga
Had to hit Webb up
Told a nigga I'm trynna get this bread up
Since that EP i won't let up
Been ballin' nigga, put ur net up
That album coming it's a bloody year
Killing niggas like cops all year
Only L I'm takin is them trees nigga
Ima ride for mine that's on me nigga
Me and Remy like cheech and Chong
Smokin dope while we record this song
And Niko don't smoke but he gon smoke tonite
Who said peer pressure was wrong
I Gotta 5 pack of Russian creams
Paper and toe that's all that i need
To smoke wit ya bitch have her all on her knees
Dick in her belly i fuck her to sleep
Bitch I'm a menace like Dennis
Gotta plate in the V and the windows is tinted
We bendin blocks and we spinning
We catch a opp he victim
It hurt a lot and they miss em
But we steady Smokin dope got me choking
He'd still be alive if he listened
He shoulda blew smoke but he didn't
See no nick but I'm all that
I flipped work on what's app
Heard ya new shit nigga what's that
Betta back down or get smoked out
Comin for y'all asses get stoked out
Step outta line and u get choked out
Competition yea u really coked out
Up and away
Hand me my bread go bout ur way
Fuck what you say
I roll wit hood niggas everyday
Smokin and sipping on drank
Fuck all that fame
Niggas is really some lames
Streets don't feel what you say
Aye aye
Baby Lemme get some brain
Oh baby gon and toot that thang
Aye aye
I get high i mean really high there's dead guys in this Za
We Stuff the woods wit like 7.5
Yeah this shit super fire
We Smokin Thrax please don't hit my trap if you can't pay for that
I spent a QP for this draco but i got my payment back
What you thought shit was swisher sweet
Don't get Ya whip Swiss cheesed
Turn that foreign to a hotbox since you wanted smoke wit me
I got sour i got runtiez we i got sherbert by the tree
This a blow out wit these poles out we be Smokin oops for free
New year but the same rules
And I run shit and you niggas food
I don't fuck with niggas like a trump dude
Betta back down before I slump you
Keep some Lysol for u bum niggas
Yea I'm talkin to you lil scum niggas
Don't rap Niggas
Neva trapped niggas
Yo boolie show'em where we at nigga
Had to hit Webb up
Told a nigga I'm trynna get this bread up
Since that EP i won't let up
Been ballin' nigga, put ur net up
That album coming it's a bloody year
Killing niggas like cops all year
Only L I'm takin is them trees nigga
Ima ride for mine that's on me nigga
Me and Remy like cheech and Chong
Smokin dope while we record this song
And Niko don't smoke but he gon smoke tonite
Who said peer pressure was wrong
I Gotta 5 pack of Russian creams
Paper and toe that's all that i need
To smoke wit ya bitch have her all on her knees
Dick in her belly i fuck her to sleep
Bitch I'm a menace like Dennis
Gotta plate in the V and the windows is tinted
We bendin blocks and we spinning
We catch a opp he victim
It hurt a lot and they miss em
But we steady Smokin dope got me choking
He'd still be alive if he listened
He shoulda blew smoke but he didn't
Credits
Writer(s): Deaaron Brown, Stephon Washington
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