Smoke Lyrics

Bro this nigga mad, I don hit his hoe They say every time it's up, all my niggas scope If they really want some smoke, they gon

Clear the room Okay, clear the room

Brody grab the broom I know this nigga mad, I don hit his hoe

They say every time it's up, all my niggas scope

If they really want some smoke, they gon' clear the room

Okay, clear the room Brody grab the broom

223s and 556s, hit him in his muffin My Draco bust like new, this bitch is fully automatic

His shorty call my phone, but that pussy kinda

Ratchet Glocks with extendos and my shooters

Pull up just like Curry Brody said he active, got a bad bitch, she

A 10, never average Puffin' on opps, only smokin' exotics

My niggas pull up with action VVS's left wrist, thats diamonds

Cruisin' right through the traffic , in a Rolls, cullinan

Just slide me the addy,

Man them call me so, yeah I'm that dude

Cruisin' down the street like I'm Ice Cube Shorty shakin' ass, she got a nice groove

Got me in the right mood, shout out 4TaySavv

He Got me in this room, uh, uh

Bro with connects put his ass in check They say I'm up next, I'm climbing

Through these stats, we rollin' through your streets

These bullets hit your chest, droppin' down like fees

Your homies duckin' me, these bitches flocking me

They twerkin' on my meat

Never feelin' sober, all these woods to the face

Got me feelin' like a zombie, dick all up inside her

And she tell me that she feel it in her motherfuckin' tummy

And I know you niggas feel me, man, I stay in with my Tommy

Bro this nigga mad, I don hit his hoe

They say every time it's up, all my niggas scope

If they really want some smoke, they gon' clear the room

Okay, clear the room, brody, grab the broom

I know this nigga mad, I don hit his hoe

They say every time it's up, all my niggas scope

If they really want some smoke, they gon' clear the room

Okay, clear the room, brody, grab the broom