Smoke lyrics
by KTS Von
[Intro]
L'z
East
KTS
b*tch
You don't want the smoke
Uh
[Chorus]
You don't want the smoke with my team nay, nay (Nah, ayy)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay, yay (Yuh)
You don't want the smoke with my team (Nuh-uh), nay, nay
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay (Yuh), yay
You don't want the smoke with my team, nay, nay (Blap, blap, blap)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay (Kutthroat), yay
You don't want the smoke with my team, nay, nay (Kutthroat, Kutthroat)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay, yay (Go dumb, go dumb, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Smokin' Thrax in a Lex', call that flex time (Flex)
Bad b*tch on my line, she want FaceTime (Top)
f*ck n*gga don't put in work, but he want all the shine (What?)
Real hitters do they dirt and might do all the time (Blap, blap, blap)
Real sh*t, just 'cause I f*ck her (Uh), I don't call her mines (Ayy)
Then it's adiós (Ayy, yeah), on that red line (Ayy)
Real n*ggas get money, get that fed time
Anti-broke (Free Les), manufactured dope (Off back)
Put him through a scope (Bang), that's all she wrote (Blap)
L's in this b*tch (Blap), never been a joke (Don't go Gotti)
f*ck around, get f*cked around, and f*ck around, go Gotti
And your b*tch all on my di*k because we're off mollies (Mollies)
f*ck around, get f*cked around, and f*ck around, go Gotti (Go Gotti)
And your b*tch all on my di*k because we poppin' mollies (Mollies)
f*ck around, get f*cked around, and f*ck around, go Gotti (Go Gotti)
And this b*tch all on my di*k (Gotti), 'cause we poppin' mollies (Mollies)
[Chorus]
You don't want the smoke with my team nay, nay (Nah, ayy)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay, yay (Yuh)
You don't want the smoke with my team (Nuh-uh), nay, nay
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay (Yuh), yay
You don't want the smoke with my team, nay, nay (Blap, blap, blap)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay (Kutthroat, I'm ballin'), yay
You don't want the smoke with my team, nay, nay (Kutthroat, I'm ballin', Kutthroat, I'm ballin')
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay, yay (Go dumb, go dumb, I'm ballin', uh)
[Verse 2]
Dirt ball sh*t, Glory Boyz lame as f*ck
His hoe wanna eat di*k (Eat her!) and I won't (Eat her!) stop her and I mean sh*t
I'm L's, them East (East!)
You new to this, I'm true to this (True)
And I'm doing sh*t (True) in my Truie fit (True), with that MAC out like, "Who to hit?" (True)
We use soap like, "Who miss?" (What)
Not me, can't stop me (Nuh uh), don't watch me, just jock me (Blap)
Lose n*gga ass like Waldo (Blap, blap)
We cuttin' up with no Zoro (Kutthroat, Kutthroat)
Hit a n*gga b*tch like Hapo (Huh)
Call in a hit, he like Capo (Yay)
Get a n*gga wet (Yay) for them hunchos, on L's (L's)
L's, I'm thuggin with my killas, huh (Yeah), yuh
Off back, and all we smoke is killa, huh (Killa, killa)
Yeah, uh uh, copped the sh*t from killa (Killa)
Don’t be surprised if them Kutthroats kill ya (Blap, blap, blap)
[Chorus]
You don't want the smoke with my team nay, nay (Nah, ayy)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay, yay (Yuh)
You don't want the smoke with my team (Nuh-uh), nay, nay
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay (Yuh), yay
You don't want the smoke with my team, nay, nay (Blap, blap, blap)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay (Kutthroat), yay
You don't want the smoke with my team, nay, nay (Kutthroat, Kutthroat)
Bad b*tches do the whole team, yay, yay, yay (Go dumb, go dumb, yeah)