S M O K E ! Lyrics

To hell with being humble (nah)

My game the size of jumbo (yeah)

The whole fuckin' package yeah the flows come in bundles (uh huh)

I woke up with this hunger

And now I've got they number

I'm Giddy bout the chance to rain it down on them like thunder

This shit is for the killers (ugh)

You ain't got that appetite? You best give up ya dinner

Tell 'em warm my plate up at the table for the winners

And you best zip up ya jacket bitch cuz

Now I'm coming colder than Chicago in the winter (brr)

The pressure got em chokin, he thought that he was him

But when "him" had met the moment? He was teaching origami cuz he mastered art of foldin' (ha)

I know I'm funny but I ain't Jokin'

I don't need to talk my shit, I just take their pack and smoke it,

Competition is to me what Embiid is to the Joker

I'm quietly the champ while you loudly be the choker

Y'all love to do that yappin' but what happens when it's over

Is you realize you was cappin' you can't play with High Rollers (nah)

Boy you puny, they put you in the stroller

You know that you too lame to play the game and so you blame it on controllers

You stuck being a loser like a kernel in ya molars

I got woods and I'm about to be the roller

And if you step to me then know I'm gon' get rollin

Pussy boy, You a pack and I'm about to be the smoker, ugh

I Live, I learn

Go thru twist and turns

Bridges I burned

Cuz of bitches tryna curve

I hustle I earn

I live free as a bird

In my duffle, is first

On the list of where I work

Since y'all just awoke check this work that I been gettin in

I heard he want the smoke I serve it up just like it's Wimbledon

Bet that my time is coming, They know that I will arrive

Feelin like I'm the Dubya, Know that they seen my drive

Ah damn I feel alive

Ima do this rappin shit til im like 45

Regardless if it pays me, or if I do it on the side

I'll still be 50 levels over all ya simple rhymes

Im done with lettin slide, Im done with gettin by

I want it all I want to ball and pussy let me tell you why

It's cuz I know I got it, I know that my shit poppin

As good as some ya favorites, time I had as deep of pockets (Deeper pockets)

Excellence I'm pissin I feel like I'm ricky Bobby

I'm bouta fly vegas with no notice like I'm Rodman

And no one's finna stop me

I'm my own Jordan and my Jordan says we mobbin, trappin in the lobby

Don't even try to fuck with me, we litty at the Wynn

While you be shitty at the double tree

It's fun to see, no matter how you try

You won't ever climb from under me, suffering

Bad bitches, Henny Bottles all the shit I love to see

I Live, I learn

Go thru twist and turns

Bridges I burned

Cuz of bitches tryna curve

I hustle I earn

I live free as a bird

In my duffle, is first

On the list of where I work