Smoke lyrics
by VL Deck
[Intro: VL Deck]
BRR
Fred On Em
Splash Town to the A
Fred On Em
That juice, by the way
[Verse 1: VL Deck]
[?]
[?]
Everyday I drip, b*tch thought I was a scammer
Free my shooter [?] judge got him in the slammer
Your b*tch call me daddy, 'cause I f*ck her like an animal
[Chorus: VL Deck]
I shoot that b*tch til it melt
14 when I first stepped
Never need a [?] make a pus*y n*gga tap out my damn self
Pull up in the foreign, let the carbin hit, sound like a drum [?]
n*ggas sleeping on me, wake them up, they gon' overdose on [?]
[Verse 2: VL Deck]
[?] hit me up, told me [?]
So you know that it's Siman Says
Freed Kay Blocka out that jail, now lil bro bussin heads
Finally got a buz, so I chase it with ambition
Tip from my old lady, said get 'em, but she still miss me
Caught myself chilling, til my sister hit my phone
Pushed the button, I wanna see these n*ggas die the same way
You don't want this, you don't want this bag on your head
Close [?] really [?]
Gunshots and teddy bears come behind this [?]
Get back in the projects, and I spin that [?]
I've been making music , but the [?]
Still rubbing shoulders with n*ggas who be out your weight class
Neighborhood [?] still thuggin
12 years old, can't tell them lil n*ggas nothing
Some like to fight, but they usually go get they weapon
Police on they ass, but they posted and still selling
[?] jumping, we trapping them [?]
I don't do the drop, for my smokers, I like to stretch it
Neighborhood watch, they lerking and still telling
Old folks trippin, [?] traffic, we still get it
[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
No, I'm not feeling these n*ggas
They get out of line, we gon' shoot at them n*ggas
[?]
300 bands on all of my n*ggas
[?] no b*tches
And I'm still hiding from the camera
[?] like a [?]
Tryna snatch my sh*t, I'ma bam ya
I'm in this b*tch with Lil [?]
I need me a victom to shoot some
With the dice at the trap with the 8
If you say you got money, then n*gga, let's shoot some
Already rich, if you win, I ain't losing nothing
Still in this b*tch, [?] going on 2 [?]
[?] been a dog, and he ready to chew some
Say he want smoke, but I know he ain't 'bout nothing
[Chorus: VL Deck]
I shoot that b*tch til it melt
14 when I first stepped
Never need a [?] make a pus*y n*gga tap out my damn self
Pull up in the foreign, let the carbin hit, sound like a drum [?]
n*ggas sleeping on me, wake them up, they gon' overdose on [?]