Smoke lyrics

[Chorus]
We sent that f*ck n*gga to karma we want smoke
Oh he ain’t heard I was a shotta now that b*tch ass n*gga know
They took my shotta had to get back up the score
Jumped out and dropped 30 now that b*tch ass n*gga smoked
There’s certain sh*t that I done seen can’t let it go
Ever stood over a opp and saw through him like here it goes
That n*gga Casper, upped it on me b*tch but I slammed faster
Crack him in his head bet that lil n*gga gon fall backwards
That’s a dead n*gga
Watchu gon do if I have to go and get rid of my dreads n*gga
Probably spin that b*tch right back again n*gga
Ridin with them sticks I’m tryna drop it in his dreads n*gga
Leave him outta gas that b*tch won’t ever spin again n*gga

[Verse]
b*tch I’m off a hitta ain’t gon argue with that f*ck n*gga
Ima up this glizzy slam it at that f*ck n*gga
Try and hidе and gas em every timе I tag em up n*gga
Push that button watch these shottas tweak you outta luck n*gga
Dumb n*gga we gon slam so much won’t get to run n*gga
Duck into a face shot now you DOA lil dumb n*gga
Shake some, better have your slammer when that day come
We gon sit outside his momma house for days b*tch it’s a stakeout
We gon run em down we be in and out like this is takeout
Need a couple bands for a verse ain’t got no time to play now
Ain’t no big dog talking all that sh*t gon get you picked off
Shotta pop up on you unexpected I got em p*ssed off
On dead dawgs I talk my sh*t some more but they don’t hear me
We got all the opps put up
Don’t want no smoke them b*tches scary
See me doley I ain’t trippin got it on me it ain’t near me
Try some weak sh*t to keep lit I’m a real shotta don’t compare me
[Chorus]
We sent that f*ck n*gga to karma we want smoke
Oh he ain’t heard I was a shotta now that b*tch ass n*gga know
They took my shotta had to get back up the score
Jumped out and dropped 30 now that b*tch ass n*gga smoked
There’s certain sh*t that I done seen can’t let it go
Ever stood over a opp and saw through him like here it goes
That n*gga Casper, upped it on me b*tch but I slammed faster
Crack him in his head bet that lil n*gga gon fall backwards
That’s a dead n*gga
Watchu gon do if I have to go and get rid of my dreads n*gga
Probably spin that b*tch right back again n*gga
Ridin with them sticks I’m tryna drop it in his dreads n*gga
Leave him outta gas that b*tch won’t ever spin again n*gga