FAKE ID lyrics

[Chorus]
ID fake as sh*t when I step in the club
If it's up, it's stuck, b*tch, I'm pullin' up
Casa' in my gut, that sh*t f*cked me up
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke?

[Verse]
Walk into the club, I look to my left
See the baddest b*tch sittin' by herself
So I walk up, pop my sh*t clean (Ayy)
Sixteen, I don't know what this b*tch mean (Yeah, ayy)
Lost Mary, this ho is a nic' fiend (Yeah, ayy)
Big di*k in her mouth, Listerine (Yeah)
Off of that 'za pack geeking, greenin'
Spin in the Scat Pack, rims is leaning
Fly out to my city for the weekend
AR-15 bullet left 'em leakin'
Fake ID, I pull up to Delancey's
NYC, I'm puffered up, it's freezin'
I'm tryna crack that b*tch 'cause she fancy
b*tch, I shoot the club up, then I'm leavin'
One hand on the blunt, one hand on the c*nt
Told her kiss my hand, b*tch, I'm Westside Gunn
f*ck that lame-ass block, get that lil' sh*t spun
Tossin' up some racks while I'm in the club
Man, f*ck all the snakes, yvngxchris Usain, run from the jakes
But on some real sh*t, I need some cake
But on some real sh*t, I need a fake
[Chorus]
ID fake as sh*t when I step in the club
If it's up, it's stuck, b*tch, I'm pullin' up (Ayy)
Casa' in my gut (Ayy), that sh*t f*cked me up
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke? (Yeah)
Who want smoke? Who want smoke, smoke, smoke? (Yeah)
Who want smoke? Who want smoke?