10Fifty – Smoke Lyrics

Show her how to do it, show her how to use it
Ridin with Lil Uzi, ridin with the Uzi
Gotit keep a toolie, dont fuck with groupies
Bitch, you a groupie, go head and move it
Pop tryna test me, so I had to prove it
You shoot the chopper basic, Tyler Perry movie
Aiming for your head, nigga fuck a vest
Yeah whe grab a TEC, sig on that
Yeah you best bet, best to play dead
2018, HoodBaby making racks
Poured up a four, now Im trippin off the red
LV Virgil silk sheets on the bed
We can be whatever, B Slime up next
Nothing like the rest, you aint bout a check
Im king slime, baguettes on the chest
Yeah we like to flex, yeah we like to flex
Bitch you a rat, make a ho upset
Smoke phew-phew, smoke phew-phew
We want smoke, I want smoke
They workin at In-N-Out
Diamonds hitting hard, no standing out
Aint shootin from the car, Ill hand it out
Draco with a drum, I bet Ill clear it out
I be gettin money, let me say it louder
Running out the check, like my name was Russ
Saint Laurent folded up, all black goggles
Just because my name I made that bitch swallow
She doing anything just for a dollar
Hit it from the front, grab her neck, make her holla
Do it with one hand ?
Deep in the AMG, lookin like a char
Boy you a star, was rappin like the Carters
Balling too hard, real hard, Vince Carter
Yeah he wrote a statement, he shouldve been an author
These niggas burnt, go send em to the doctor
Phew, phew
Look Amiri jeans and the shirt match the Bentley
Trapping in my Nikes all night, got creases
Copped a lot of cars, but I dont got lenses
Boy you aint right, Ima live to my richest
Blicky hit him up, he aint peaceful like a reccess
And I got cheese, want a slice of the pizza
Two tone, tuck your lil boy at home
Yeah, yeah he gone
HoodBaby walkin with them trollers
What type of cheese, provolone
Fuck a cypher, comin off the dome
Lotta air shots, yeah, comin at your throat
And I send that money to the fours not them Rolls
All they ass want is a motherfucking phone
Show her how to do it, show her how to use it
Ridin with Lil Uzi, ridin with the Uzi
Gotit keep a toolie, dont fuck with groupies
Bitch, you a groupie, go head and move it
Pop tryna test me, so I had to prove it
You shoot the chopper basic, Tyler Perry movie
Aiming for your head, nigga fuck a vest
Yeah whe grab a TEC, sig on that
Yeah you best bet, best to play dead
2018, HoodBaby making racks
Poured up a four, now Im trippin off the red
LV Virgil silk sheets on the bed
We can be whatever, B Slime up next
Nothing like the rest, you aint bout a check
Im king slime, baguettes on the chest
Yeah we like to flex, yeah we like to flex
Bitch you a rat, make a ho upset
Smoke phew-phew, smoke phew-phew
We want smoke, I want smoke