Want No Smoke 2!

I see a opp trying to spin again

Told him, you don't want no smoke, my friend

You worried bout hoes while I get to the bread

Put my choppa to his dome, farewell, that's the end

That boy a fool, I ain't talking bout Shaqtin'

She think that I mine, all these flows that I'm crafting

She trying to give me her gift, cause I'm wrapping

Gen5 gon' sing, I ain't talking bout' the Jackson's

Sippin' Codeine, got me napping

Hit from the back, all you heard was her clapping

He need a EGOT, the way he be acting

Foreign hoe, sucking my dick with an accent