Smoke Lyrics – DaBoii
Singer: DaBoii
Title: Smoke
I guess it’s up with n#gg#s
I got n#gg#s that don’t play about me, bet’ not touch a n#gg#
How many n#gg#s lying in they raps? I know a bunch of n#gg#s
Grab that “ahh!” or that “buh!” and get to bustin n#gg#s
SOB the gang, I ain’t f#ckin witcha
Pull out that -shh, bet I’ll hush a n#gg#
How the f#ck you round that gang? Ain’t no muscle in it
Heard them n#gg#s want smoke, tell em come and get it
First off, it’s SOB, b#tch I don’t f#ck with n#gg#s
Known to keep that strap wherever I go, b#tch I don’t thump with n#gg#s
All you lil n#gg#s is my sons, but I’m big unc to n#gg#s
Vroom vroom, get to skunkin n#gg#s
Pull up on his block and take his strap and get to punkin n#gg#s
No, I’m not no fan of n#gg#s music, I don’t be bumping n#gg#s
But if I see my opp up in the club then I’mma bump the n#gg#
I can’t even tell you what we done to n#gg#s
If you see me posted on that block, I got 100 close
I don’t give a f#ck if he yo brother, I don’t f#ck with bro
Posted on the block til it get cold, I got a runny nose
Say she gon do everything for me, but she ain’t for me though
You put yo trust up in that b#tch, yeah you a dummy bro
b#tch I don’t wanna have no fun with you, but you could f#ck me though
n#gg# asked me if I f#cked this b#tch, nah we just buddies bro
Classy b#tch but suck the uh- like she a sl#tty hoe, n#gg#
I guess it’s up with n#gg#s
I got n#gg#s that don’t play about me, bet’ not touch a n#gg#
How many n#gg#s lying in they raps? I know a bunch of n#gg#s
Grab that “ahh!” or that “buh!” and get to bustin n#gg#s
SOB the gang, I ain’t f#ckin witcha
Pull out that -shh, bet I’ll hush a n#gg#
How the f#ck you round that gang? Ain’t no muscle in it
Heard them n#gg#s want smoke, tell em come and get it
Tell em come and get it, or get yo #ss got
He was supposed to be my brother until he folded, n#gg#s laptops
b#tch I ain’t finna play with no n#gg#, I don’t slap box
n#gg# keep playing like sh#t a game, til his #ss shot
I got that one shh-, drum bigger than some #ss shots
Yeah, he was the n#gg# back then, then he crashed out
Hold on, hold on, you can’t call me broke, b#tch I got cash now
I walked up in that club them hoes had tiddies and that #ss out
Too high, passed out
Broke b#tch, cash out
Dumb b#tch almost got her lil #ss hit, I tried to bag out
Before I let him pay me for a feature, check his background
b#tch keep talkin bout that she a stallion, yous a cash cow
I moved out of town for bout a year, but b#tch I’m back round
Yeah I can get her wet until it make that cheesy mac sound
Bro said he don’t wanna tote the Glock, he sending Mac rounds
And n#gg#s always lying in the booth until them facts out, n#gg#
I guess it’s up with n#gg#s
I got n#gg#s that don’t play about me, bet’ not touch a n#gg#
How many n#gg#s lying in they raps? I know a bunch of n#gg#s
Grab that “ahh!” or that “buh!” and get to bustin n#gg#s
SOB the gang, I ain’t f#ckin witcha
Pull out that -shh, bet I’ll hush a n#gg#
How the f#ck you round that gang? Ain’t no muscle in it
Heard them n#gg#s want smoke, tell em come and get it
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