Smokin' Lyrics

Nigga's smoke that gas, I sit back and count this doe up

Hoping I don't crash, put them butterfly doors up

Dripping on they ass and my bro just poured a four up

Niggas in my city take them flicks and throw them fours up

Yeah they throw them fours up

Nigga I was chosen

Dunk on the beat DeRozan

Bitch my heart is frozen, but my ice is golden

Stick on my hip, shit poking

Run up on me we smoke em, Who in that blunt you smoking?

Who in that blunt you smoking?

Knock his ass down the alley like we bowling

I got racks on me fasho, can't name a bitch I'm owing

I got drip on me fasho, stepping in Rick Owens

Them niggas left me hanging like a semicolon

Niggas be fake banging and ain't scared to show it

Oh no no you not gang, no you cannot hang

All this money on my brain, I might go insane

Niggas sweet like candy cane

Run up on me, we gon' hit a stain huh

Try me, disrespect, get you hacked for a piece of change

Nigga, tit for tat won't turn into a game

Nigga's playing like pity-pat, get 10 shots to the brain

Brodie had a full clip, he ain't need no aim

Brodie had a full clip, he ain't need no aim

Brodie had a full clip, he ain't need no aim

Brodie had a full clip, he ain't need no aim

Nigga's smoke that gas, I sit back and count this doe up

Hoping I don't crash, put them butterfly doors up

Dripping on they ass and my bro just poured a four up

Niggas in my city take them flicks and throw them fours up

Yeah they throw them fours up

Nigga I was chosen

Dunk on the beat DeRozan

Bitch my heart is frozen, but my ice is golden

Stick on my hip, shit poking

Run up on me we smoke em, Who in that blunt you smoking?

Nigga's smoke that gas, I sit back and count this doe up

Hoping I don't crash, put them butterfly doors up

Dripping on they ass and my bro just poured a four up

Niggas in my city take them flicks and throw them fours up

Yeah they throw them fours up

Nigga I was chosen

Dunk on the beat DeRozan

Bitch my heart is frozen, but my ice is golden

Stick on my hip, shit poking

Run up on me we smoke em, Who in that blunt you smoking?

Brodie had a full clip, he ain't need no aim

Brodie had a full clip, he ain't need no aim huh

Brodie had a full huh

Brodie had a huh

He ain't need no aim, he ain't need no, he ain't need no