SMOKE Lyrics

Pullin on that bass string, lovin how that bass sing

Ain't abrasive with the shading feeling all them ray beams

Sun tan in the light a make ya lil baby no Beijing

Hula-hooping helicopters hella hot no day dream

That damage real

Finna raise the will like uncle Phil

I could crash the way im steering hod i clutch wheel

Couldn't care so less about that fame long as I touch the Skrill

Say he can't stand the rain shit got him singing Like he johnny gill

Sure that hunger wasn't from afar i had some humble patients

Had conversation with myself

I needed motivation

Drunk off emotion over dose reaching that cultivation over late

Pull up like jehovah bend ha over make ha shake and bake

Brick upon the scale may over sale like that shit over weight

All these bars im spitting it don't take that long just to culminate

Razer blade slits impatient with basic shit

Im fatal with the cradle whip that major player

Shit

Better be yo top 5 of aint ya favorite

Cut you off ya supply slow feed and savor it

They impatient it come to the paper

I make mine make my way out to Jamaica

You meet ya maker no one tryna save ya