Smoke (feat. Gucci Mane, Willie The Kid & Lonnie Mac)

歌詞

A cocaina cowboy, got ounces in my house boy Bricks stashed in the basement, case a drought I bring 'em out, boy And I wipe you out, boy, without leaving my house, boy Remember that before you open up yo' mouth, boy Yo' woman give me nice jaw, say that you her boy toy She just give me la choy, treat her like you like her Breaking down ten bails of kush, I think I need a lighter Pulled up in my spiker but rolled off in my spider Thinking like a miser, I'm acting like a tiger 20 bails and show yo' nigga 850 an hour Gucci Mane and Willie Kid, you silly bitch The stupidest critics try to rate dis shit Affiliate the animal, so icey the cannibal I pistol whip yo' manager, scratch off in the challenger Vacation in Canada, drop dis shit like dinosaur 40 bones wrapped up wit fruti, all 'em bitches gotta go I stepped up my visuals, mo' diamonds than yo' jeweler hoe Gucci Mane, so Icey got mo' diamonds than a jewelry store Mo' diamonds than a jewelry store Gucci You talking money niggas, you talking hoes nigga You talking dope nigga, don't want no smoke nigga I take advantage, make a body vanish Then I vanish in the vanquish, my white boys And Candace got choppas for the low, we moving snow avalanches Never folding like a pamphlet or flaking like it's dandruff Control like damage, catch me on the yacht Sleeping good on a hammock but hood like a sugar sandwich Put a bandage on my cuts, VVS man I put a bullet in you and man, yeah, yes man Willie the kid, I'm a decorated soldier And I'm stacking bills like Oldsmo, Vaseline and foldgers Kerosene and loads of brown paper bags Cash Money like it's krogers, hood stock holders Stashing never visit the banks much I put you niggas in the paint like a paint brush Me and Gucci roll like sushi, bubble like Jacuzzi Closet full of coogi muthafucker You talking money nigga, you talking hoes nigga You talking dope nigga don't want no smoke nigga Smoke and worth it fool, keep yo' cool If you do hide yo' plate 'cause we gon' eat yo' food I got some men I swear will come up out the cuts in groups Ain't wearing jerseys but they came out to the courts to shoot You don't want that smoke, boy, I got that choke smoke Throat hitter shots, you don't believe me nigga watch See that's how niggas die, trying to know who and why [Unverified] You the reason yo' whole crew got popped Popped the rugger top drove half dis nigga head off His brain sitting 'em like its in a drop I'm riding hollow tips, 'em ain't spinning Daytons Keep smoke around me like I'm Sammy Davis Kush smoking got a nigga looking half Asian Rolled it up on [unverified] and 20 due in 80 Seem like these niggas hate it since I'm affiliated I throw 'em E's and 'em A's just to initiate it