All the Smoke (Elias Remix) [feat. Elias, Gunna & Wiz Khalifa]

(Hitmaka)

(Sound!)

(Ayy, Benjamin, he got benjamins)

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Yeah, in a Porsche, yeah, Aventador, yeah

She might wanna ride, but it better be a foreign, yeah

Make it roar, yeah, yeah

Said her ex was a joker, no locked doors

Takin' what you want from me

Tell a bitch, "Throw it back like it's all yours"

Lock it up and throw the key

Speed it up like a NASCAR Autosport

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Vroom-vroom, Baby, das' der V8 (Yeah)

Pedal to the metal, make her knees shake (Go)

Kongolese, so New York wie der Cheesecake (Ah)

Doch trotzdem Best German Act, so wie die Beatsteaks (Ja)

Ich cruise durch die Gegend heut im Sport-Mode

Und mach' mehr Yards dieses Jahr als die Broncos (Aha)

Die sind nicht mal hinter mir, die sind off-road

Kickdown, linke Spur, Baby, all smoke (Smoke)

Mama weiß, ihr Junge war schon immer extra (Ja)

Drei Uhr nachts in der Booth, Babe, ich schwing' mein Zepter (Aha)

Und ich weiß ganz genau, sie hätten's nie gedacht

King-Status mit Ansage, heut komm' ich mit Schiebedach

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Speedin' in that Porsche

Livin' life fast, I'm goin' all around the course

Ain't no competition, got the ball in my court

Screamin' "fuck the opposition" every time that we score

I'm the one and only with the rawest report

I ain't crossed no twenties like I bought from the store

Gunna bought her Pucci and that Juicy Couture

We made a rated movie, had her pussy a lil' sore (I can't wait to go back on tour)

I copped a new toy

They gon' see the smoke, I changed the mode, sport

Maybach to the yacht, left in a Rolls Royce

See them haters, they done left me no choice

She love me and she say I make her so moist

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more (Okay)

Dippin', dodgin', in and out a new Ferrari

I don't want her, she be fuckin' anybody

If I'm in, then I'ma drop the top on that

Yeah, she got a fatty, but her top is whack

I might hit her bestfriend, I'm somethin' like a legend

I'm smokin' on that kush and you can tell by how it's smellin'

Say she got a curfew, gotta be in by eleven

If I roll up all this weed up, better make sure you inhale it

Fast car, I want all the smoke (Uh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke (You don't know when you gon' get that pack again, girl)

Porsche 911, can't see me no more (You better treat it right, yep)

I be up high, but I want some more

Fast car, I want all the smoke

Yeah, all the smoke

Porsche 911, can't see me no more

I be up high, but I want some more