No Smoke

I'm finna turn this bitch up
I'm finna turn this bitch up
I'm finna turn this bitch up

I'm finna turn this bitch up
She tryna get in my mentions
I cannot miss this, imma get up
Bitch I don't know you I meant it
Get out my mixes, get out my cup
Sorry I forgot to mention
I'm on a mission, blow this bitch up

She said that she want me
Feel like a different nigga, see that's the old me
Know I been distant, been workin' on my goals see
I didn't switch, just been watering my soul shit I'm good

Bitch i'm Gucci
I can't rock Amiri just to boast, nor the Louis
I think you been doin' just the most, shit oowee
I ain't tryna glo, hate these colors like I'm Boosie
Bitch I love my bro's but don't bang, I ain't Stewie
I said fuck these niggas yeah they hate, nice coochie
Griffin grip the bitch, Lois 'tec it like who he
Miss irrelevant in my Ms like who she
Aye do she
(Turn this bitch up, turn this bitch up)

New year
New me
New shows
New groupies
New hoes
New keys
New flows
No nani
New fit
New steez
New clique
More bounties
New lick
More berries
New bitch slick like Nami
New win
New parry
New main yo ho wary
New banquet can't burry
My boat big-big can barely
(Turn this bitch up, turn this bitch up)



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Jones
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