Smokin on dis! (Exoctics Freestyle) lyrics

by

RIVEN


[Intro]
Yeah, I'm smokin' on this (Smokin' on this)
Smokin' on this (Smokin' on this) gas, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I put my (And I put my)
Sneaky thunder (Sneaky thunder), gas, yeah (Yeah)
And-and I'm countin' (Pow)
And, and-and I'm countin' (Countin') racks, yeah (Racks)
Ayy, get some money (Get some money)
Go, get some money (Go, get some money), get the racks, yeah (Yeah)
Co-co-cook up like some pasta—
(Nicasso)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm smokin' on this (Smokin' on this)
Smokin' on this (Smokin' on this) gas, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I put my (And I put my)
Sneaky thunder (Sneaky thunder), gas, yeah (Yeah)
And-and I'm countin' (Pow)
And, and-and I'm countin' (Countin') racks, yeah (Racks)
Ayy, get some monеy (Get some money)
Go, gеt some money (Go, get some money), get the racks, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Cook-cook up like some pasta
Boy, I had to boss up, boy, I had to boss up (Boss)
Asked me if we can cuddle
Hit this blunt, I'm high as f*ck, I hit this blunt, I'm high as f*ck
n*gg-n*ggas them impostors, I see 'em, Among us, I see 'em, Among us
She gave me the ball, b*tch, I'ma ball up
Pass me the whistle 'cause I'm a shot caller
[Interlude]
Yeah, y-yeah
Yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Racks on, these diamonds they dancin' (Dancin')
Hell yeah, I just made some bands (Yeah, I just made some bands)
I was plottin', and I know I needed more, yeah
Hit it from the a [?], yeah, I hit it from the a [?] (Ayy, yeah)
Roll up on my own, T-T-Twitter thumbs, all up on my phone
(Pow, pow, pow, pow)
n*ggas they some b*tches, n*ggas they some hoes, boy, yes, we know
(Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Fu-fu-f*ck all these b*tches, man
I'm still countin' and countin' that dough (Dough, yeah)
Get you some money, man
If you can't get money, man, you should take notes (You should take notes)
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