Smoke a Wood lyrics

by

Trippie Redd



[Intro]
Hey guys
Smoke a wood, in the woods, on some wood b*tch (Eww)
I wish a n*gga would b*tch (that sh*t, eww)
c*ckeyed, nasty b*tch (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I let my chain swang, and my gun bang
n*gga f*ck you talkin' bout uhh?
n*gga f*ck you talkin' bout uhh?
I keep a choppa on me, b*tch n*gga, uhh
Ayy, bang on the gang
f*ck n*gga say?
f*ck n*gga get up out my mothaf*ckin' way
Bullet in the trenches with a mothaf*ckin' K
We ain't playin no mothaf*ckin' games
You talkin sh*t but you cannot see
You talkin sh*t but you so pus*y
You talkin sh*t but you ain't got this physique
You talkin sh*t but you don't mean sh*t to me, you can't be history
Like [?] pull up on a pus*y block quick
Where yo opps, sh*t? pull up with the choppa, pop sh*t
n*gga, drop sh*t, you can get f*ckin drop kicked
Like a Liu Kang, or a mothaf*ckin' Bruce Wayne
Johnny Cage, Johnny Cage, I just got my teeth from Johnny Dang
My life is a movie got it made
f*ck that, my life over yours anyway
I let my chain swang (chain swang) , and my gun bang (gun bang)
n*gga f*ck you talkin' bout uhh?
n*gga f*ck you talkin' bout uhh?
I wish a, I wish a b*tch n*gga would

[Verse: 8oo Ca$h]
Slatt
In the past (in the past), see your misery
Gold (gold) on my neck likе I'm Mr. T (gold)
[?] these diamond be killin' mе
These n*ggas funny they tickle me
Pull out that K then remember me
Survive in the Jungle, cause I'm a beast
I stay talkin, not them, cause they got deceased
f*ck n*gga what you mean?
Gang just pulled up with a beam
Play like its 2015
Had to walk around with that heat
I pull up on shawty, she gushin, beg me to cuff her, but shawty my buddy
I know she ain't loyal, that b*tch is a runner, I heard she was f*ckin' my cousin
f*ck n*ggas talk we up them
These f*ck n*ggas ain't on nothin
Cash in this b*tch stay rushin'
Play with the gang, then f*ck em'
Knew I dropped him when I heard his ass say Uhh (doo doo, doo)
Chillin in the trenches, mini draco, that's that baby wood
This sh*t wood, smoke you like a wood, we gon' blow your back
b*tch I'm good, I be in the hood, and that's really facts
I'm a jit, get that understood, go broke I'm selling crack
In the trenches junkies walkin' round, this sh*t look like Iraq
Anti f*ck n*gga, I can't talk to you
Stand up in the trench so they gon' walk on you
Foenem' playin brazy, must be off the boof
Outline his ass with my .22
I let my chain swang, and my gun bang
n*gga f*ck you talkin' bout uhh?
n*gga f*ck you talkin' bout uhh?
I keep a choppa on me, b*tch n*gga, uhh
Ayy, bang on the gang
f*ck n*gga say?
f*ck n*gga get up out my mothaf*ckin' way
Bullet in the trenches with a mothaf*ckin' K
We ain't playin no mothaf*ckin' games
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