Smoke

Oh they want smoke, with who
They said they gone do what, to who
Wait they pulling up, with who
Imma show them basic hoes what I do
No bitch, you don't want smoke with me
I am the smoke oh please
Ball you bitches like a chickpea
Running fast like Happy Feet
You bitches ain't worth half of me
How dare you hoes want smoke with me
Spread these bitches on baking sheet
Bake these hoes then walk away
Imma leave em there like a deadbeat

These bitches is some dead meat
You fuck bitches still dead to me
Full of lies full of deceit
It's room for hoes in the backseat
Just bow down accept defeat
Heard it's dinner time I'm finna feast
I hear the hate but talk is cheap
I murk bitches even when I'm sleep
Roll with plenty niggas we too deep
You'll never catch my crew weak
Ready all day ready all week
Tryna steal my moves let em take a peak
They tune in every time I speak
I'm Shay Benz I'm too sleek
Stay too fresh stay too clean
Rocking all orange all tangerine
On these bitches like a vaccine
And I dare a hoe to try to intervene
Coldest bitch still hot as Spring
On my list I ain't talking dean
War ready bringing everything
Imma Balla Baby that's on Ching
Hey batter batter I'm bout to swing

Oh they want smoke, with who
They said they gone do what, to who
Wait they pulling up, with who
Imma show them basic hoes what I do
No bitch, you don't want smoke with me
I am the smoke oh please
Ball you bitches like a chickpea
Running fast like Happy Feet
You bitches ain't worth half of me
How dare you hoes want smoke with me
Spread these bitches on baking sheet
Bake these hoes then walk away
Imma leave em there like a deadbeat

Okay I am not the one
Bitch I am not the one
The shit I do can't be outdone
I'm coming fast you better run
Shining bright hot as the sun
Your demise has begun
I'll never stop this too fun
You bitches clearly are my sons
Won't tell you twice only tell you once
I don't make no time to discuss
I just put gun straight to ya butt
I don't wanna hear no fuss
Make one move and hearts crushed
Have ya mommy putting flyers on the bus
I know you must think I'm nuts
Like who's this girl she runs us
And you'll never ever get to run up
I can't right now I disgust
Well guess what I don't give a fuck
I talk shit and will buck
I'm lightning the way I struck
It's on now so good luck
It's on now so good luck

Oh they want smoke, with who
They said they gone do what, to who
Wait they pulling up, with who
Imma show them basic hoes what I do
No bitch, you don't want smoke with me
I am the smoke oh please
Ball you bitches like a chickpea
Running fast like Happy Feet
You bitches ain't worth half of me
How dare you hoes want smoke with me



Credits
Writer(s): Anbria Paul
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