Smoke

Song

Smoke

Abra Cadabra · Smoke · 2019 · 2:48

Lyrics

Sho Sho Sho Gang shit You already know Oh AB in the fucking building 7 You know Add a K to the O, get blammed Sho Gang Gang They ain't got chat for the L and the O They ain't even done two in a month The little bros went and done four in a row Where's Kermit? He done let that go My man didn't watch his six in time Kermit left him with some holes Them pussies know 'bout the F and O Deeside, they shout out the ratted smoke Muay Thai kicked man's brother on the opp block True say, I had no nank If you know AB, this ting I don't ramp I'm manual, sick with my ratted shank Thing there eat more than three times 'Cah I don't think the first two went in Did it with Creeper, Lurky and SJ Course just skrr out the ratted whip Just couldn't drop but the scenes squad got there first I'm mad with this old man works Man got-got, anyhow it works Tryna lean out the ride and beat it Double tap this eediat Bricks on there, been bleeding Ain't nuttin' new, that's normal procedures Every who want war with us I'm on the opp block tryna call man's bluff Tell me why they hiding Glocks when they see man Don't know why they think they're tough They're on the same roads as feds 'Cah they know that we're 'round there nuff But it ain't nuttin', they still get touched Small hand tings or big bro's pump Every who want war with us I'm on the opp block tryna call man's bluff Tell me why they hiding Glocks when they see man Don't know why they think they're tough They're on the same roads as feds 'Cah they know that we're 'round there nuff But it ain't nuttin', they still get touched Small hand tings or big bro's pump Told bro "handle the dots like so" Load it like so Let off the uh, firm handle Now my hand all blood Nobody move, nobody move If I slap this, you're due to be rubbed Do it like a farm block tug Don't spill juice on the farm block cuz We put the S in shh Fuck that, we put the B in booty Man tryna fucking score but pussies Man can't tell me we're losing Been on the opp block cruising Me and Kez tryna shoot like Cupid Bang from my set like old school days See me with gang, I'm booshy Every who want war with us I'm on the opp block tryna call man's bluff Tell me why they hiding Glocks when they see man Don't know why they think they're tough They're on the same roads as feds 'Cah they know that we're 'round there nuff But it ain't nuttin', they still get touched Small hand tings or big bro's pump Every who want war with us I'm on the opp block tryna call man's bluff Tell me why they hiding Glocks when they see man Don't know why they think they're tough They're on the same roads as feds 'Cah they know that we're 'round there nuff But it ain't nuttin', they still get touched Small hand tings or big bro's pump Gang shit You already know 7 Ayy This is all that celebrity shit, trust me Beedie in the field like grass Sho

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