Where's The Smoke ft. HemiDaGoGetta Lyrics

They want the smoke who gonna ride

We got the pistols pulled out tonight

We gonna hop out the crib and they know we don't miss

If they pull up with shit we gon ride

Said I'm gon live said that I'm with it today

We gonna turn up this shit like we kids

We gon survive ima go load up the clip with shit we gon end it tonight

So we gon ride

Semi we pull out the clip if we pulled up out here we survive

You must be dumb set it off here if you messing with us

Nigga we not the one

Please don't act up

So y'all think you tuff

We not given no fucks

Can you back the shit up

Get the shit out of the mud

I'll go ring the bell Kakashi shit

I come outside with the whole damn clique

Why is it you talk real fast

I'm grinding past they wanna talk loud nigga who is this

Came round here on a mission when I'm out for war

Search im right here why they looking for me

If they wanna come why they were hurting for me

I'm bound bitch stop ducking from me

I came big star I ain't gonna mess up

Blame the crowd your a snitch I'm a big sir

Back down your a bitch you gon miss her

If I come with the smoke roll the Swisher

Who am I to go and miss some

Run away they pussy waiting

I'm around they look afraid they wanna come on different days

Came around here I'm gonna push the way to get it

They don't go to see me free huh

They don't want to come around here to feel the same away pissed away

Come around and look they feel afraid

I'm around they know it

Who gon show it

You go blow it it

Yeah you know it

Know who wrote

Fucking poet

Come back down here bitch don't stop searching

Yea and you know how I'm rocking

On go I ain't stopping

Stop watching my pockets

Trying to peep what I'm coppin

Acting like they on it

But they really jockin

Talkin like they want it

Boy you need to stop it

Yea and you never seen a junkie take a trip to the moon

Smoking that crack right up off the spoon

You ain't fuckin with no goons

Nigga up off that fire you won't know what to do

And that shit listed and we all know you ain't grippin

On nothing but your chest

Cause your heart beating to fast looking at his forehead

And you can see the sweat

You can't tell he won't last

So don't ask for the smoke

If you can't handle the OG

Talk about a nigga like you know me

I'm the type to press the issue like you owe me

But that's the old me

Actually na fuck that

Man I'm still on my bullshit

Treat him bad bet he won't come back

Spin a block with a full clip

Aye and I'm still on my fuck shit

Bring the fye if im going to a function

Bring the gas just to stay in the right mindset

Shawty feel something hard in my pants told her don't mind that

Cause I got bad anxiety

Getting tense like these niggas wanna fight me

Don't stand to close beside me

And I'm smoking on exotic

Straight from California wanna take a puff but you can't afford it

Man this shit high grade I'm a smoke this shit my way

Don't ask for a hit get the fuck out my face and money what I get

Na get the fuck out my way

I want the smoke

Who gonna ride

We got the pistol pulled out tonight

We gonna hop in your city

We pull up we lit it

You started this shit it's gon die