Smoke In Yo Face
I don't spit no game no more
Don't spit no game no more
She think I ain't a player no more
Cause I don't wait no more
I don't spit no game no more
Don't spit no game no more
Wake up, faced up, taste up, caked up boy
Laced up, shaped up, baked up, raked up boy
Don't trip
You the one that always want to slide when you feel like this
Why you want to never get live
Roll up blow five on a night like this
Probably want to break some off for your case
Need my girl to have cake
Cause I ain't never gone chase
We blowing smoke in yo face bitch
Might smoke out the case
And pace
I'll lead in a race
Like fees in my face
I'll leave any trace
Stampede in your bae
Might need me a break
Me and J make plays like stuck in the south
Stay here but come up
Rather up with no clout
I know it
How I stay proud at the lowest
Fin na fly to Cali in a couple days
Homie say Brodie ducked couple strays
I done be solid since money cage
And prone to the violence a couple ways
I'd rather not be with that and smoke you out
I remember when they had a job
Let them doubt when I sprout on route
In the south my squad gone vouch
When I talk and was down and out
I'm a wake up
Blaze up
Her legs
Her face up
Smash
When I make bucks
I'm a rake up all the damn funds in my
Wake up, faced up, taste up, caked up boy
Laced up, shaped up, baked up, raked up boy
She think I ain't a player no more
Cause I don't wait no more
I don't spit no game no more
Don't spit no game no more
You youngsters nowadays
Just leaving good pussy all over the floor
Don't spit no game no more
She think I ain't a player no more
Cause I don't wait no more
I don't spit no game no more
Don't spit no game no more
Wake up, faced up, taste up, caked up boy
Laced up, shaped up, baked up, raked up boy
Don't trip
You the one that always want to slide when you feel like this
Why you want to never get live
Roll up blow five on a night like this
Probably want to break some off for your case
Need my girl to have cake
Cause I ain't never gone chase
We blowing smoke in yo face bitch
Might smoke out the case
And pace
I'll lead in a race
Like fees in my face
I'll leave any trace
Stampede in your bae
Might need me a break
Me and J make plays like stuck in the south
Stay here but come up
Rather up with no clout
I know it
How I stay proud at the lowest
Fin na fly to Cali in a couple days
Homie say Brodie ducked couple strays
I done be solid since money cage
And prone to the violence a couple ways
I'd rather not be with that and smoke you out
I remember when they had a job
Let them doubt when I sprout on route
In the south my squad gone vouch
When I talk and was down and out
I'm a wake up
Blaze up
Her legs
Her face up
Smash
When I make bucks
I'm a rake up all the damn funds in my
Wake up, faced up, taste up, caked up boy
Laced up, shaped up, baked up, raked up boy
She think I ain't a player no more
Cause I don't wait no more
I don't spit no game no more
Don't spit no game no more
You youngsters nowadays
Just leaving good pussy all over the floor
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Writer(s): Jayi Steez
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