SMOKED Lyrics

Gotta punch in whenever on this type of beat

Eatin' yams with a Jamaican, Haitian

And it's no relations, Blasian you Ridin' okay, let's change locations

Not me well shit let's change the station

My dress attire all white, she wanna trip that's all night

I lost a few, I'm alright shit fuck em with some strong pipe

I fucked it up and then doubled back

It took a while but I doubled that She a old flipper so done with that

I got some hot shit'll have you jumpin' Jack, Not a long trip but come and jog a mile

White boy in here mixin' eight miles, Locked in the booth, but I'm versatile

They steady talkin' we can reconcile

I'm bout to make my own wine

Slick not quick nigga, You must be on that wrong line

Crack on sixth nigga, Pick up the phone before I spark it out

She say, uh-uhh what you talkin' bout? Look, pop the crown and take off ya blouse

It ain't nothin' more for us to talk about

When people talk you gotta make em

Swallow that shit nigga, Dolo shit body strong iron

You toothpick nigga, Everybody wanna say it but

This my shit nigga, yeah, this my shit nigga

Eatin' yams with a Jamaican, Haitian And it's no relations, Blasian

You Ridin' okay, let's change locations, Not me well shit let's change the station

My dress attire all white, She wanna trip that's all night

I lost a few, I'm alright shit fuck em with some strong pipe

In the whip right now with say, Anywhere I'm with that ay

Me, I'd rather rap today, Every year my bro day May

Might pack up and fly away, Air B&B somewhere to stay

We could box all of you niggas, If too many grab the K

Big dawg let me out the kennel, Goin' dummy on this instrumental

I wrote it down without the fuckin' pencil, gun to his cheek, now a fuckin' dimple

Just watch the feet like it's fundamentals Did that on purpose, it was incidental

If I hurt you woman it was accidental, You fine bitch, you look complimental

Top notch my brother click, huh, UGS you know we it

You niggas better watch who you runnin' with, we all know who on suckin' shit

You get blam blam if you come ay, You hear a drum don't run, say

Whiskey on it with the rum, woah ya woman said she had fun, ayy

Eatin' yams with a Jamaican, Haitian And it's no relations, Blasian

You Ridin' okay, let's change locations Not me well shit, let's change the station

My dress attire, all white She wanna trip that's all night

I lost a few, I'm alright shit fuck em with some strong pipe