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Smoke ft. Dooley Ridah Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Oh, see why he ain't playin' crazy
Stop fuckin' playin' with these niggas, man
Yeah
Uh-huh
Stop tryin' to get me head
I just came, shit, I'm topped out
If you don't get the picture, then I edit, you get cropped out
Feelin' like Jack in the box
Time to pop out
I'm workin' when I'm not workin
Bitch, I never clock out
Never
Turn me up, I'm gettin' back in that one thing
Talkin' bout that BAG
And I know chump change
Good aim, gun range
Headshot, close range
Bitch, I'm the one
All these hoes tryin' to fuck Spag
Fuck niggas, fuck bitches
Sick of everybody
That's your fault if you believe what you hear about me
Fake love floatin' around this bitch
They don't care about me
L-O-Y-A-L
That's what's real
Bout a lot of shit, broke me down
I hit my breaker point
Switchin' subjects when I'm talkin
I'm tryin' to make a point
Freedom, motherfuckin' wolf
My baby in a joint
All my niggas ballin, everybody playin' point
Daytime, switch phones
Nighttime, switch clothes
I can't share locations, my baby, I got a flip phone
Don't get loud with me
Bitch had to switch tones
I do all the choosin' around this bitch
You tryin' to get chills
They don't want nothing
It's a lot of shit to talk about
Why I'm the main topic
Loose lips in conversation
Got you name droppin
It's give and set up
Keep askin' when my chain droppin
Yeah, they know I pop my shit
That's why my name poppin
How can I forget about the past
That's when you had me fucked up
Callin' me a dork
But you wanna have my young pups
All this green on me
Feelin' like I done looked up
When you up, here they come
Tryin' to suck up
Fuck off, I'm sick of bein' nice
Don't give a fuck
Who got canceled
I'm still wearin' stripes
The sixes and the eights
They're my favorite mics
Everything ain't the truth
Don't believe the hype
Disrespect me
Then we gotta shoot the ones
How the fuck
You let a burger get the buns
What the fuck
I look like beefin' with a bum
When it come to the smokes
Where they don't want nothin
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