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Lil Gotit

Smoke

 

Smoke


Show her how to do it, show her how to use it
Riding with Lil Wuzi, riding with the Uzi
Gotit keep a toolie, don't fuck with groupies
Bitch, you a groupie, go 'head and move it
Pop tryna test me, so I had to prove it
You shoot the chopper basic, Tyler Perry movie
Aiming for your head, nigga fuck a vest
Yeah whe grab a TEC, sig on that
Yeah you best bet, best to play dead
2018, HoodBaby making racks
Poured up a four, now I'm tripping off the red
LV Virgil silk sheets on the bed
We can be whatever, B Slime up next
Nothing like the rest, you ain't bout a check
I'm king slime, baguettes on the chest
Yeah we like to flex, yeah we like to flex
Bitch you a rat, make a ho' upset
Smoke (phew-phew), smoke (phew-phew)
We want smoke, I want smoke

They working at In-N-Out
Diamonds hitting hard, no standing out
Ain't shooting from the car, I'll hand it out
Draco with a drum, I bet I'll clear it out
I be getting money, let me say it louder
[?] trend, like my name was Russ
Saint Laurent folded up, all black goggles
Just because my name I made that bitch swallow
She doing anything just for a dollar
Hit it from the front, grab her neck, make her holla
Do it with one hand [?]
Deep in the AMG, looking like a char
Boy you a star, was rapping like the Carters
Balling too hard, real hard, Vince Carter
Yeah he wrote a statement, he should've been an author
These niggas burnt, go send 'em to the doctor
Phew, phew

Look Amiri jeans and the shirt match the Bentley
Trapping in my Nikes all night, got creases
Copped a lot of cars, but I don't got lenses
Boy you ain't right, I'ma live to my richest
Blicky hit him up, he ain't peaceful like a reccess
And I got cheese, want a slice of the pizza
Two tone, tuck your lil boy at home
Yeah, yeah he gone
HoodBaby walking with them trollers
What type of cheese, provolone
Fuck a cypher, coming off the dome
Lotta air shots, yeah, coming at your throat
And I send that money to the fours not them Rolls
All they ass want is a motherfucking phone

Show her how to do it, show her how to use it
Riding with Lil Wuzi, riding with the Uzi
Gotit keep a toolie, don't fuck with groupies
Bitch, you a groupie, go 'head and move it
Pop tryna test me, so I had to prove it
You shoot the chopper basic, Tyler Perry movie
Aiming for your head, nigga fuck a vest
Yeah whe grab a TEC, sig on that
Yeah you best bet, best to play dead
2018, HoodBaby making racks
Poured up a four, now I'm tripping off the red
LV Virgil silk sheets on the bed
We can be whatever, B Slime up next
Nothing like the rest, you ain't bout a check
I'm king slime, baguettes on the chest
Yeah we like to flex, yeah we like to flex
Bitch you a rat, make a ho' upset
Smoke (phew-phew), smoke (phew-phew)
We want smoke, I want smoke

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