"Who Want Smoke" lyrics
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who that in the striker with the big ass drac' and a ski on his face, nigga know that's me
Come get you myself, I ain't dropping no bag I'm a grounder for real, I ain't paying no fee
Clap out the block with this big ass chop you'll think we is blood how real nigga bleed
Bro prolly round the corner while I'm in the bushes, my other lil boys prolly jump out a tree
Shoot at his face, and cut off his hands if he twisting his fingers then throw up a B
Niggas merchin' on Tai and Tae gon die for tryna be funny, that's coming from me
Most of these 2Tuff niggas be the ones that first be the ones putting opps on the TV
And Celli' was doing them drills, can't forget about Drilly you know I'm still steppin' with a DB
I got a FN and a drac' on my lap, lil bro in the back with a fuckin' AP
Went on a drill, the nigga got killed, me and bro got a choppa and a pistol with piece
Tried to hop out and we shot up his car, brrr bah, then we chase him on feet
I told him to chill, then get out the field, told opp "I can't" cause I'm in too deep
Foenem kept wrecking the scat, can't catch us a hat, now I'm mad he done fucked up the V
Lil bro got the wheel, and we go onna drill so none of the guys ain't driving the Jeep
Ion even know these niggas, still is smoke these niggas since they wanna get in the V
Don't wanna argue with none of the opps on the gram, heard the feds is give em a sweep
I done drilled in my fit, can't post my pic on the gram, Twitter will know it was me
Its hot as the fuck outside but its war outside and the summer still got on this heat
Know I don't fuck with these niggas or talk to these niggas I really just makin' em bleed
Hit you this summer, I'm makin' em suffer, Its one opp and I swear I'm going up 3 nigga, brr
Fuck my opps we kill em
Niggas be thinking they safe cause they move out of state, nah we still gon get em
All he heard was fah brr, bah, Real life 4 we hit em
Jumpin' right back and shoot at the ambulance, while they on the way to the 'spital
We got the chops, Glocks, and tailed Glocks after that, they get thrown in the river
I know the nigga who murdered your bro, when they tapped his fro' I was fucked when they blitzed him
We call the crowd, went to blowin' them down, nigga fell on the ground and his main mans tripped him
We sent the drop, but came from the other way and popped his ass, we tricked em
Huh
Who want smoke with us?
Tell em light it up
Who want smoke with us?
Tell em light it up
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who that in the striker with the big ass drac' and a ski on his face, nigga know that's me
Come get you myself, I ain't dropping no bag I'm a grounder for real, I ain't paying no fee
Clap out the block with this big ass chop you'll think we is blood how real nigga bleed
Bro prolly round the corner while I'm in the bushes, my other lil boys prolly jump out a tree
Shoot at his face, and cut off his hands if he twisting his fingers then throw up a B
Niggas merchin' on Tai and Tae gon die for tryna be funny, that's coming from me
Most of these 2Tuff niggas be the ones that first be the ones putting opps on the TV
And Celli' was doing them drills, can't forget about Drilly you know I'm still steppin' with a DB
I got a FN and a drac' on my lap, lil bro in the back with a fuckin' AP
Went on a drill, the nigga got killed, me and bro got a choppa and a pistol with piece
Tried to hop out and we shot up his car, brrr bah, then we chase him on feet
I told him to chill, then get out the field, told opp "I can't" cause I'm in too deep
Foenem kept wrecking the scat, can't catch us a hat, now I'm mad he done fucked up the V
Lil bro got the wheel, and we go onna drill so none of the guys ain't driving the Jeep
Ion even know these niggas, still is smoke these niggas since they wanna get in the V
Don't wanna argue with none of the opps on the gram, heard the feds is give em a sweep
I done drilled in my fit, can't post my pic on the gram, Twitter will know it was me
Its hot as the fuck outside but its war outside and the summer still got on this heat
Know I don't fuck with these niggas or talk to these niggas I really just makin' em bleed
Hit you this summer, I'm makin' em suffer, Its one opp and I swear I'm going up 3 nigga, brr
Fuck my opps we kill em
Niggas be thinking they safe cause they move out of state, nah we still gon get em
All he heard was fah brr, bah, Real life 4 we hit em
Jumpin' right back and shoot at the ambulance, while they on the way to the 'spital
We got the chops, Glocks, and tailed Glocks after that, they get thrown in the river
I know the nigga who murdered your bro, when they tapped his fro' I was fucked when they blitzed him
We call the crowd, went to blowin' them down, nigga fell on the ground and his main mans tripped him
We sent the drop, but came from the other way and popped his ass, we tricked em
Huh
Who want smoke with us?
Tell em light it up
Who want smoke with us?
Tell em light it up
