Free Smoke lyrics

[Intro]
(Oh this n*gga Marvin made this sh*t?)

[Verse 1: KT Foreign]
Look, big body Masi, neck bussin' in this b*tch (Vroom)
30 ball, got my pockets buffin' in this b*tch (Pockets buffin' in this b*tch)
Big blick, please don't act tough in this b*tch (Don't act tough up in this b*tch)
RIP bloddy and still free puff up in this b*tch look
Outside about it, and I ain't doin' no cappin' (Outside about it)
Posted on the wall like instagram with no caption
n*gga free the foot, I ain't never been a captain
Punch the ATM and get green like I'm scammin' look
I just stuffed fifty in these Prp jeans (In these Prp jeans)
You can't name a time that I ain't get it out the streets (That I ain't get it out the streets)
You f*ck with fatty G's if you funk with lil' sweet
On the G, these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with the G's look
Tricky dance moves tryna do a n*gga janky (On the G)
On the G, I don't want the foot unless she pay me
Never trust, I really ain't that n*gga you should play with
Real is rare, I ain't like the n*ggas that be fakin'

[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
Sheesh, this sh*t regular to me
If I get kicked out of hell I know heaven I got a seat
Band man Drakeo, when you see me it's off the blink
Poured' off of weed, now it's gettin hard to think
I'm a loner, come on these n*ggas goofies
It's too greedy stinc team, all goonies, nickname me Mr. Bruce Lee
Mr. Hangout rooms for Judice, I told n*ggas I'm a foolie
How you really wanna do this?
You Klu Klux, you Judice, I told n*ggas I'm a foolie
How you really wanna do this?
Mr. Hangout rooms for groupies, I tried to tell you I'm a foolie
The Ruler
You Klu Klux, you Judice, I told n*ggas I'm a foolie
How you really wanna do this?
Mr. Hangout rooms for groupies, I tried to tell you I'm a foolie
The Ruler