Smoke A Lot lyrics

[Verse 1]
Thirty clip on my hip
Talk sh*t it's slappin'
D-I-S f*cking Glock
It get to clappin'
Cuz I'm rollin' off a pill
b*tch I'm triple stackin'
All I need is six guns
And I'm pistol packin'
Smokin' loud
This sh*t is gross
This sh*t is gross
This b*tch hit it
She did the most
She did the most
These b*tches know I like to show
T.U.O I'm with the folks
We off the sh*ts, we off the smokes
Like some slaves, I'm in the field
Totin' steel
We're sick, we drill for real
So don't get killed
It's only right
We hit a stain, we smokin' all night
b*tch I go hard, everyday in the dark
Must come to the light
[Chorus x2]
b*tch I'm smokin' a lot of clips
This sh*t is gross
Off a pill, I like to roll
Let's get a 4 in a Sprite
I'm up all night like 24
I like to roll x3

[Verse 2]
I like to roll, b*tch you won't
24 Fredo Santana and Reesey Money
Go clap them poles
You know we leaning like kickstands
Cuz we off a 4
We all hit, we drill your b*tch
I bet she go I-N every the time
All the b*tches do 300 Glory B-O-Y's
All the b*tches know me
When we step up on the scene
And get to fading
Turning blood into some art
And get to painting
Pop a pill, this sh*t is real
How I feel, don't get killed
Like Emmett Till
We [?]
She on my di*k x3
My eyes the color of f*cking p*ss
Of f*cking p*ss
[Chorus]