Late Night Smoke

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
La la la la la la
Hello
Hey baby can I gone head head over
Nah who this
What
I'm not playing it seem it seem like the drugs got me
Is she still there
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Aye Pooh wake up bruh the opps outside
What where I'm at
Bruh come outside bruh come outside

Boy this opp right here smoke
Think it might be too loud
That boy thinking he hot
Bet the Glock cool em down
Like to carry my Glock
Treat that bitch like a child
She keep riding my cock
Then she gone get a child
I will let this bitch spark
Like a hot air ballon
Boy this bitch like a fart
It will clear out a room
Just two seats in the car
It ain't come with no room
If you not tryna fuck
You can't come to the room

Eat up the dick
Treat it just like some food
Told ha eat up the dick but she better not chew
If you Fuck on a star
You can go to the moon
Yeah to them you a ten
But to me you a two
Once I let the Glock sing
That bih sing like a tune
No really
This shit here be sounding like music
And
The other one sound kinda stupid
My shooter a Taurus
He stay with the bullshit

Just another late night smoking in a hotbox
Rolling up woods
Having gas in my lungs
Opps say that it's smoke
Lil bro pass me the gun
Ima pull out the deuce
Just to show I'm the one
I be up late night
Or you can call it early morning
Cause a Nigga trapping till the sun
Can't buck Nigga cause I stay with a Tom
If a Nigga try to Buck
Like fornette better run

If a Nigga try to Buck he gone see I'm a steeler
Nah I'm feeling more like a patriot
Roll a opp in a wood
Light it up then I face it
Ima give ha the wood
Then fall back like the matrix
And
Who the fuck said we was good
Nah
Throw that boy right in the basement
Told em this his last Breathe
So he better not waste it
Put the Glock in his neck and then tell him to taste it
Look
Who the fuck said I was basic
Man what
Must've got me confused
You would think I got soul
How I stay with the blues
Drop the top on the coupe
Just to shoot through the roof
And who the fuck said I wouldn't make it
Man who
Man just look where I'm at
You still walk thru the front
I sneak in thru the back
Diss me when we was kids
Now she wanna text back

Just another late night smoking in a hotbox
Rolling up woods
Having gas in my lungs
Opps say that it's smoke
Lil bro pass me the gun
Ima pull out the deuce
Just to show I'm the one
I be up late night
Or you can call it early morning
Cause a Nigga trapping till the sun
Can't buck Nigga cause I stay with a Tom
If a Nigga try to Buck
Like fornette he gone run

Think my dawg was an anchor
Cause He stay on the news
My dawg never in danger he stay with a tool
I call him twin
Cause I stay with one too
Always on the same page
While he drive ima shoot
All my niggas be in courts
But I swear the god they never learned how to hoop
Trapping out serving balls
Never learned how to shoot
Shoot em while he was young
Never learned how to grew
Damn I didn't mean to say grew but
My fault I meant to say grow
Why you be watching me
Need to go watch yo hoe
The Glock got that boy frozen
So I let that bitch snow
Told my young nigga shoot it
Chopper a toxic bitch
You gotta know when to let that shit go
Told him never move stupid
If you gone just pop a bitch
You Gotta wait till the beef get old

Just another late night smoking in a hotbox
Rolling up woods
Having gas in my lungs
Opps say that it's smoke
Lil bro pass me the gun
Ima pull out the deuce
Just to show I'm the one
I be up late night
Or you can call it early morning
Cause a Nigga trapping till the sun
Can't buck on a Nigga I stay with a Tom
If a Nigga try to Buck
Like fornette he gone run