Za Smoke

I had to switch the spot again, I'm at the high rise

I'm so high off the Zaza, I might fuck around the sky

That **** bumped into the opps, he tried to call me for a lifeline

Pop out with SK, broad day, can't wait for night time

That **** ain't no bully, he be fakin', he the night stop

To violence, but that's how I make my money, so I like crime

My thing, all he do is shoot ice, he got low arms

I'm shootin' dick all in your bitch mouth, she say her throat tired

He died in a whip, he ain't know he was a ghost rider

Don't tell me that you got some pincellin', I'm a deuce buyer

My **** put me on to the work, I'm a new hire

I used to have the sandwich bag, now it lookin' like I'm walkin' out of iris

Pullin' too fast, so I put the bag down, then pop the tire

****, they was bettin' on me to lose, I had to double down

This shit I'm smokin' don't taste so great, this shit look astounding

This shit you smokin' make your head hurt, it got your shit poundin

**** money too short, need to blow the whistle

Funny how y'all **** blow that bitch, but y'all won't blow a pistol

Bitch, I heard you suck too much dick, I cannot kiss

The way these bitches comin' out this switch, I cannot miss

The way these bitches kickin' out this chop, it do jiu-jitsu

The way I'm playin' with this dog, it's like I breathe pit bull

I ain't been comin' out the spot, I'm tryin' to keep my face cool

This bitch get out, I ain't gon' box, I gotta keep the K fool

Don't let your pride get in the way, you see that bitch run fool

I ain't gon' lie, they box me, and I see that bitch, I'm runnin' too

**** see a gun, act like the police or freeze or don't move

I see a gun, I'ma teach a **** somethin' like school

Beat a **** ass till he sleep, wake up a puddle full of drool

Say what you mean, man, this gangsta in my jeans gang

Young ****, he was playin' that one thing, he had to change gang

They caught him on the E-Way with the K, he had to change lane

He turned around and did the Chief Keef, he had to bang bang

They still put his noodles in his lap like he was Chong Chang

I mean Ching Chong

I was finna roll that **** up, but that shit seemed wrong

But don't overdo shit, ****, keep your pace

My **** got more touchdowns in the natty than Jamar Chase

On the lick, I ain't tryna break the code, take the whole safe

Don't try to say that lil' bud rolled a whole eighth

Don't just be playin' with my dick, give me whole face

I bust all in her mouth just to see what her ho say

If a bitch get to trippin', I can't stay, I got a dope case

She don't even want no man, she in her O phase

Right now, she got a bitch, she go both ways

She bounce state to state all the time, she hard to locate

She be givin' free sauce to her ****, she be donatin

But at the end of the day, she ain't nothin' but a sack chaser

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