You Know What I Smoke

Grrah (Chee)
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah-grrah

Off a perc' I be talkin' my shit
You know what I smoke, bitch, I'm smokin' on Rip (Rippy)
Brodie with me tryna dump on a 6
Two mans got hit, I could go down the list
Spinnin' my side, but you hit innocents
When we on a drill a factor get hit (That's a fact)
Thats on bro, every Flock gettin' blitzed (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Spin through the 8, tryna flock at his chin

I got love for the Ds, and you know I ain't toss it (I what?)
I lost bro and I spun 'till I'm nauseous (Right)
Bump into opps and you know I'm performin'
Big EB-K, 161, I be on it (Grrah-grrah)
Punchin' on niggas, this shit gettin' borin'
Take a fade from the side like I'm Jordan (Bitch)
Steppin' on court, and you know that I'm scorin'
Fuck all the opps, all they do is just talkin'

Off a perc' I be talkin' my shit
You know what I smoke, bitch, I'm smokin' on Rip (Rippy)
Brodie with me tryna dump on a 6 (Grrah)
Two mans got hit, I could go down the list (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Spinnin' my side, but you hit innocents
When we on a drill a factor get hit (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Thats on bro, every Flock gettin' blitzed
Spin through the 8, tryna flock at his chin

Everything dead, gotta stay with my knock (Right)
I'm the nigga, so shoot or get shot
Yus Gz, you a bitch, what you did for your block? (Pussy)
AB Da Jett, nigga dirty and popped (Dirty)
Nigga dissin'? Now I'm hot
Talkin' on bro? Send a whole lotta shots (Suck my)
I ain't give you a dap, that was never my bop
Do em' like Lotti, gon' be in a box

Off a perc' I be talkin' my shit
You know what I smoke, bitch I'm smokin' on Rip (Rippy)
Brodie with me tryna dump on a 6
Two mans got hit, I could go down the list
Spinnin' my side, but you hit innocents
When we on a drill a factor get hit (That's a fact)
Thats on bro, every Flock gettin' blitzed (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Spin through the 8, tryna flock at his chin

Off a perc' I be talkin' my shit
You know what I smoke, bitch I'm smokin' on Rip (Rippy)
Brodie with me tryna dump on a six (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Too many got hit, I could go down the list
Spinnin' my side, but you hit innocents
When we on a drill a factor get hit (That's a fact)
Thats on bro, every Flock gettin' blitzed (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Spin through the 8, tryna flock at his chin (Grrah-grrah-grrah)



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Writer(s): Matthew Kelly, Brayan Ramirez
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