"King Smoke" lyrics
(Who made that beat, Mojo?)
(That bitch go crazy)
(Coupe)
Most wanted in my city bitch, I'm king smoke (Most wanted)
The biggest opp inside my throat (Bitch)
Smushed his ass like he was a roach
Bitch I call the shots, don't need no coach
Can't go to war you ain't got no money (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' die broke bitch
Can't go to war you ain't got no shooters (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' send ghost's bitch
Got them bitches Cliqin' up (Woo)
I know they don't stand a chance (Uh, uh)
Told them I'm the one
Hopped out, huh bustin' at ya mans
I don't wanna squabbles
I drop bitches, I told 'em I got hands (Buh, buh, buh)
Spin that block like ceiling fan
.308 kick shit no Jackie Chan
Bitch I'm back on bullshit
And I don't them niggas understand (They don't)
Every time that it was smoke
Pussy boy I never ran
Heard they want my body count well let me give it to 'em real raw
One nigga died (One nigga)
Two nigga died (Two nigga)
Three nigga died (Three nigga)
(Huh)
Four nigga died (Four nigga)
We was four deep, we all slid (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Six niggas cried
I got momma's crying, acting like they son still alive
I'm a grave digger bitch, I put niggas past the sky
Most wanted in my city bitch, I'm king smoke (Most wanted)
The biggest opp inside my throat (Bitch)
Smushed his ass like he was a roach
Bitch I call the shots, don't need no coach
Can't go to war you ain't got no money (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' die broke bitch
Can't go to war you ain't got no shooters (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' send ghost's bitch
Got them bitches Cliqin' up (Woo)
I know they don't stand a chance (Uh, uh)
Told them I'm the one
Hopped out, huh bustin' at ya mans
I don't wanna squabbles
I drop bitches, I told 'em I got hands (Buh, buh, buh)
Spin that block like ceiling fan
.308 kick shit no Jackie Chan
Bitch before the rap I been that man
I ain't have no goal, we shot at cans (Buh, buh)
Fuck on this bitch, she been a fan
I swing sticks like I'm Serena Williams
Bitch I'm a hood idol, real legend
Always be remembered (Always)
Ain't came from shit, now I got figures
Fuck the raw, packed up the killer (On god)
.308, Blackout, yeah I know some blocks like Bryson Tiller
I really might act an ass when it come to my guys
Spin bout niggas (Straight ass)
I got to much to lose, changed the way I was living, hired killers
Told bro to chill, but he ain't listen
Noname Steve be smackin' niggas
Most wanted in my city bitch, I'm king smoke (Most wanted)
The biggest opp inside my throat (Bitch)
Smushed his ass like he was a roach
Bitch I call the shots, don't need no coach
Can't go to war you ain't got no money (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' die broke bitch
Can't go to war you ain't got no shooters (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' send ghost's bitch
Got them bitches Cliqin' up (Woo)
I know they don't stand a chance (Uh, uh)
Told them I'm the one
Hopped out, huh bustin' at ya mans
I don't wanna squabbles
I drop bitches, I told 'em I got hands (Buh, buh, buh)
Spin that block like ceiling fan
.308 kick shit no Jackie Chan
(That bitch go crazy)
(Coupe)
Most wanted in my city bitch, I'm king smoke (Most wanted)
The biggest opp inside my throat (Bitch)
Smushed his ass like he was a roach
Bitch I call the shots, don't need no coach
Can't go to war you ain't got no money (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' die broke bitch
Can't go to war you ain't got no shooters (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' send ghost's bitch
Got them bitches Cliqin' up (Woo)
I know they don't stand a chance (Uh, uh)
Told them I'm the one
Hopped out, huh bustin' at ya mans
I don't wanna squabbles
I drop bitches, I told 'em I got hands (Buh, buh, buh)
Spin that block like ceiling fan
.308 kick shit no Jackie Chan
Bitch I'm back on bullshit
And I don't them niggas understand (They don't)
Every time that it was smoke
Pussy boy I never ran
Heard they want my body count well let me give it to 'em real raw
One nigga died (One nigga)
Two nigga died (Two nigga)
Three nigga died (Three nigga)
(Huh)
Four nigga died (Four nigga)
We was four deep, we all slid (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Six niggas cried
I got momma's crying, acting like they son still alive
I'm a grave digger bitch, I put niggas past the sky
Most wanted in my city bitch, I'm king smoke (Most wanted)
The biggest opp inside my throat (Bitch)
Smushed his ass like he was a roach
Bitch I call the shots, don't need no coach
Can't go to war you ain't got no money (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' die broke bitch
Can't go to war you ain't got no shooters (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' send ghost's bitch
Got them bitches Cliqin' up (Woo)
I know they don't stand a chance (Uh, uh)
Told them I'm the one
Hopped out, huh bustin' at ya mans
I don't wanna squabbles
I drop bitches, I told 'em I got hands (Buh, buh, buh)
Spin that block like ceiling fan
.308 kick shit no Jackie Chan
Bitch before the rap I been that man
I ain't have no goal, we shot at cans (Buh, buh)
Fuck on this bitch, she been a fan
I swing sticks like I'm Serena Williams
Bitch I'm a hood idol, real legend
Always be remembered (Always)
Ain't came from shit, now I got figures
Fuck the raw, packed up the killer (On god)
.308, Blackout, yeah I know some blocks like Bryson Tiller
I really might act an ass when it come to my guys
Spin bout niggas (Straight ass)
I got to much to lose, changed the way I was living, hired killers
Told bro to chill, but he ain't listen
Noname Steve be smackin' niggas
Most wanted in my city bitch, I'm king smoke (Most wanted)
The biggest opp inside my throat (Bitch)
Smushed his ass like he was a roach
Bitch I call the shots, don't need no coach
Can't go to war you ain't got no money (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' die broke bitch
Can't go to war you ain't got no shooters (Can't go to war nigga)
You gon' send ghost's bitch
Got them bitches Cliqin' up (Woo)
I know they don't stand a chance (Uh, uh)
Told them I'm the one
Hopped out, huh bustin' at ya mans
I don't wanna squabbles
I drop bitches, I told 'em I got hands (Buh, buh, buh)
Spin that block like ceiling fan
.308 kick shit no Jackie Chan
