SMOKE lyrics

[Verse 1]
She want the coke, i slap on her butt
She dance on my table, your girl is a sl*t
She suckin' me up in her face is my nut
If you run up the spot, you know rifles are tucked (aye)
You want the smoke but u pull out a bat
Bullets gonna land in your head
I pull out my gat
Ye b*tch im strapped
You snitchin on ppl u mof*ckin rat
Ye b*tch i bet, u work for the police
Sick and im tired of these f*ckin phoneys
I'm by myself, ye b*tch im lonely
All of these ppl they think that they know me
I ball like im kobe, i been on my grind
Dont need radar ur not hard to find
I make u blind ugh ugh
If ur not close, u dont mean sh*t to me
All of these faggots are drainin my energy
f*ck all these ppl i know that they envy me
I will not sign b*tch i sh*t on this industry
Grab on my pistol make sure that its loaded
Shootin an opp and this guy gettin folded
Copy my flow n my lyrics i know it
Line on my desc i get rdy
[Bridge]
To snort it
Poppin a xan and im rdy lets go
Aim on his head with a Glock n i blow
Movin the crack b*tch im movin the dope
Half of these rappers they do this for show yuh
Ye they to this for show, do this for show yuh aye

[Verse 2]
To be honest, i would love to get sum money with this sh*t
But i know all this won't happen i will not receive credit
So im grindin b*tch im hustlin just to make my dream come tru
I don't know beside this music sh*t what else i might should do
Pull skrt off inna phantom ugh
b*tch im strapped up with a cannon ugh
.44, its a magnum ugh
He twitchin i think its a spasm ugh
Portion, portion
Poppin the seal n im dosin
Shootin in his face ugh ugh
Droppin his body inda ocean