Smoked Lyrics

Too much talking where the smoke niggas only tough on post

Glock to his dome gone blow his shit we turning niggas into ghost

Send the drop we on his ass gone spin his block until he gone

Stepping everywhere I'm throwing shots but my lil killers know

Tryna kill his ass fuck it we gone spend a bag

Took your hoe come get her back I know that boy can't live with that

I went up on these niggas know they hate that I get bigger checks

Too much talking niggas doing still can't get they niggas back

Aye but won't chase no bag either

Niggas telling for the fame I knew they was some fed people

I just got a bigger chain I'm living like some rich people

Talking like I'm just a artist ima have his mom grieving

Spend the block you know we hot trappers still trap in the box

Walk a dog just like I'm Gucci fuck that bitch she been a thot

Knew she with the shit I had her boy finesse her for that drop

High off weed you know we crashing out don't think we boutta stop

Too much talking where the smoke niggas only tough on post

Glock to his dome gone blow his shit we turning niggas into ghost

Send the drop we on his ass gone spin his block until he gone

Stepping everywhere I'm throwing shots but my lil killers know

Tryna kill his ass fuck it we gone spend a bag

Took your hoe come get her back I know that boy can't live with that

I went up on these niggas know they hate that I get bigger checks

Too much talking niggas doing still can't get they niggas back