"All Smoke" lyrics

Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, ayy (Ayy)

It's all gas, all smoke
Bae, hold my 40, I'ma go and get some dough
I'm in the gang, baby, I don't really wanna make bros
White bitch off the yayo, she be playin' with her nose
Drop a new song and I'm makin' niggas mad
Tryna take my flow, but they got it out they ass
Snakes in my lawn, guess it's time to cut the grass
Brodie, that ain't gold, you be rockin' all that brass
They can't do it like me
I'm in a foreign and I'm goin' high speed
Bossed up, [?] Maru icy
Exotic, so this shit is pricy
She got a nigga and he blockin' me
I'm a thug, so she jockin' me
All y'all fake, it ain't shockin' me
She like Lil Maru, she be stalkin' me
Y'all niggas swervin', brodie, get up out my lane
On the 'Gram actin' tough, but y'all lame
Y'all ain't really with it, my nigga, like what you claim?
I'm bossed up, me and you is not the same
Yeah, ayy, it's over
I'm lucky, four-leaf clover
Shout out to all my soldiers
I ran 'cause of the rollers
You with it 'cause I'm winnin'
We take Perkys, now I'm spinnin'
Don't play games, baby, I don't play innings
I was low, but now I'm grinning
Like how the hell am I supposed to feel?
Like how the hell is it supposed to heal?
I was down, I was posted here
Now how the hell am I supposed to heal?
Ayy, ayy, it's over
I'm lucky, four-leaf clover

Tell these niggas really do it like that