All The Smoke ft. QuaHollow Lyrics

Go my youngin a kick yo door

I tell em to chill you know he slow

Like Matt Barnes we want all the smoke

I call up hollow we get us some money

Ain't our fault that y'all broke

I'm on point know I can't be a dummy

I'm the real goat like Rylo

Say you want sum smoke with me

Bitch we dish out smoke for free

SRT don't need no key

Got yo hoe all on a leash

Got yo bitch she sucking me

She fucking me she loving me

Robbed em for his bags

Cause my lil plug ain't show no love to me

I'm from the mud where I'm from it ain't no love

Took down da plug now we serving all the drugs

Big dog status I'm hands off

I handle the money I still count ones

Put a tag on his head it's paid off

If I leave it to bro then I know that its done

Brodie tell me do it then you know that shit get done

If you come here acting foolish we gone turn yo ass to runts

I ain't never go to school was skipping class and skipping lunch

How the fuck you trapping nigga you was begging for a front

Shorty say she want a real nigga I'm one of da last ones

Now I get em by the load remember I could only grab one

If I hit yo bitch my potna hit yo bitch that's And1

I really been lit I been that nigga since we had Samsung's

Been that nigga since a jit mama say I'm heaven sent

Speaking on my name Lil bruh a lame lil boy irrelevant

Nigga stop that capping you not trapping you not selling shit

Nigga get up in that jam you know he gone start telling shit

I ain't seen shit

I ain't saw nun

So don't even ask

I'm focused on a bag

I can tell you what I made in a week

But you gone think I'm bragging

It's a lot ion even gotta stash it

They'll tell you I ain't just no rapper