SMOKE

My killers pop out following, bounce out let em have have everything up in the clip, don't do no borrowing

That lil' shit fine, but always mad, ho, I don't do no arguing

Don't give a fuck if that bitch bad, she only good for swallowing

We strike shit like a bowling team, Bounce out the car that chopper blow, feel like young dro my shoulder lean

Fine shit ask me if I'm single, no, my Glock go with me

We treat opp blocks like 420 gang, gon' blow that smoke with me

Lit a opp up like a candle, now he need a candle light

We hop out with none but handlers make sure it get handled right

Know them bowls, been touchin' down, we get em for a cheaper price

Play with the gang, we burn his name, this shit like human sacrifice

My bitch hot, but cold as ice, mix the sugar with the spice

You know that shit ain't nothin' nice, she keep askin' what I like

Had to tell her like, Rae Sremmurd, lil' bitch, I ain't got no type

I got somethin' to clear the fog say he a dawg, but he don't bite

I got somethin' to clear the fog say he a dawg, but he don't bark

Better not let me catch you slippin, bitch, we slide like water park

Creep behind him like a shadow light him up right in the dark

Anytime them niggas came through bussin, I'm in the front like Rosa Park

I'm tryna catch me a hat like Lincoln, come through swingin' that stick like golf

I set it off like Jada Pinkett, come through sprayin' shit like cologne

But it's ironic we left him stinkin, you think she oso funny

Just like Rico, now he ain't blinkin, on game

Uh, my killers pop out, followin

Bounce out, let him have everything up in the clip, don't do no borrowin

That lil' shit fine, but I always mad, ho, I don't do no arguin

Don't give a fuck if that bitch bad, she only good for swallowin

We strike shit like a bowling team, bounce out the car

That choppa blow, feel like young dro, my shoulder lean

Fine shit ask me if I'm single, no, my Glock go with me

We treat, opp blocks like 420, gang gon' blow that smoke with me

I'm tryna catch me a head like Lincoln, come through swingin' that stick like golf

I set it off like Jada Pinkett, come through sprayin' shit like cologne