Smoking Section ft. Juelz Santana Lyrics

Yeh

Hope they got the message

Still got a whole collection in my house selection

Still making money off my coke investments

Still got that dough invested making more investments

Keep them loaded weapons they protecting all investments

Million dollars worth of jewelry that's a small investment

Try to take it that might cost you your small intestines

No picking choosing who get hit we making no exceptions

They wanted smoke so we blowing at em, now your area look like a smoking section

Now a days all these niggas got some hoe intention

Till you pull it out like a hoe extension 30 in that bitch you get the whole extension

You don't want it with my henchmen boy they so relentless

We come from all directions take on all contestants

They know the drill if they get caught they don't make no confessions

We pulling cards and calling bluffs,

Niggas know we up I done laped you niggas now it's time to double up

I was down bad but these haters call it luck

I seen a lot of niggas change for a dollar keep it a buck

They ain't real these niggas faker than a pill with some fetty

Niggas sauce your top your body squirming like spaghetti

That pump gas them up stop the mobile like a getty

Heard these niggas acting tough we get to popping no confetti

I got millionaire thoughts with billionaire schemes

I seen homies turn to rats and hustlers turn to fiends

I got it out the mud, dirty shirt with the jeans

I been flipping since a Lucy on the road by any means

Been addicted to the green like Missy Piddlin with the peas

Now I'm bamping with the bloods I got some families throwing C's

Put a bucket on your head the way they spinning for them G's

All my niggas down for war none of my shooters overseas

This a different type of wave the way I flow with this shit

My words too sick yeah I'm cold with this shit

Get shot off a cough like COVID and shit

Yeah bitch was biting on my shirt like Kobe and shit

Im walter white with the pots and the pans watch me chef it up

Told my bitch to work clockwise and don't mess it up

Anything that comes back over you pick the extras up

That paper fly like USPS that way we stamping up

Sheesh I'm getting paper by the sheets

Been jumping over walls before Danilo in the street

Put three beside your head Carmelo when I creep

Hang your jersey in the rafters off a garden and a P

Playoff shit this some playoff shit

Have your homie line you up on some Adolph shit

I been running up a bag on some Madoff shit

I know they envy and they mad tell them stay off dick

I got them birds in the back nigga six times six

I been building up a house nigga brick by brick

I ain't never gonna stop till that Richie on wrist

On my diamonds canary yellow been having them piss