Who We Smoke, Pt. ll Lyrics

A dumb way to die? nah fuck it

If i go out then im ready to dump it

Funeral now you hear sounds of a trumpet

Do not run up cuz im quick to go up it

Every opp shot you get shot no discussion

I bust him a cap i aint talkin percussion

He talk on the net now he got repercussions

I shoot double hands better not let me rush in

Guess you outta luck bitch

Guess you outta luck

I shoot double hands better not let me rush

My demons be tellin me to grab my gun and go bash in his mo fuckin face like fuck

Better get out my way

And do not run up cuz im quick to go spray

Every opp shot so i keep me a strap, you better not run cuz i get yo ass laced

I get you laced in a minute

He talk on the net now he unbenefited

With 30's and glocks they all got a switch

I got 30 guns and they all got some switches

I light up a blunt cuz he in the room snitchin

Not on me, just a couple of bitches

They aint gonna find me they know that im with it

They cant find no proof and i know that im winnin

I know that im winnin

A dumb way to die? nah fuck it

If i go out then im ready to dump it

Funeral now you hear sounds of a trumpet

Do not run up cuz im quick to go up it

Every opp shot you get shot no discussion

I bust him a cap i aint talkin percussion

He talk on the net now he got repercussions

I shoot double hands better not let me rush in

Guess you outta luck bitch

Guess you outta luck

I shoot double hands better not let me rush

My demons be tellin me to grab my gun and go bash in his mo fuckin face like fuck

Better get out my way

And do not run up cuz im quick to go spray

Every opp shot so i keep me a strap, you better not run cuz i get yo ass laced