9:14 - SMOKE WITH ME? (CLOUD NINE) Lyrics

Can you play it back?
Yeah Uh

Bring it out tell a pussy nigga bring it out

Funny how a nigga wanna beef him when I bring the heat
Swear he vegan now yeah he vegan now keep the heater out

Uh Cold like Minnesota got your body frozen
Call up ANT to boom it now

Staring at the number nine
Make your body shiver make you wanna f*ckin' shout

Uh Maybe you should've done better
Predicting the weather
The way that I'm reigning supreme
Put holes in umbrellas and souls back together
It's all in the scheme it's all in the woah

Who do you know that could break it all down
And put it together all back in one piece

This nigga gotta be trippin' or smokin
On somethin' to feel like disturbing my peace

Yeah disturbing my peace
Yeah disturbing my hold up What the F*ck?!

Yeah you're way too hungry for a battle
Now you gotta deal with a beast I see

You on a road like you on repeat
Doin' some shows for empty seats
I believe you when I see your receipts
You ducking fades cause you don't want no smoke with me

Smoke smoke
You don't want no smoke with me
No smoke

You don't want no smoke with me
Nah Nope
You don't want no smoke with me
No smoke
You don't want no

Pussy

You know I'm top tier
Somethin' you had a problem with
Somethin' I never shown no fear
Gotta go there

Ain't no point in goin' back on your word
Once I put this shit in full gear

Ain't no point in goin' back on your word
Once I put this shit in full gear

Is it cause you got a gold digger Bitch silver tongue
And a blank stare?

Is it cause you gotta pay for wish pay for a trip
And pay for a share?

Is it cause I get it on my own
And I don't need no one to take me there?

Is it cause I need to drop once
To make what you made in four years? Yeah

I'm takin' my foot off the gas
To put it right back in your ass
Don't tell me relax

You're takin' me out of my element
Now I'm pushin' to the max
I'm back on the map

Jealousy I see it all in your face
You mad that I'm back

Okay okay

I'm reelin' haulin' fish
It's gross what I net
It's gross what I cast
Okay

New year ain't shit changed
Got the same niggas on my dick for real

Ain't no point in competition with a nigga
Every time he shoot he miss for real
I'm about to hit a lick for real
I'm about to make him flip for real

I'm about to drop nine times in nine months
Make a nigga sick for real

Yeah yeah

You dont' want no smoke with me
Nah No

You dont' want no smoke with me
Nah No

You dont' want no smoke with me
Nah No

You don't want no smoke