You don't want smoke
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
Now you mad
Dufflebag got in his bag, cash
Take the weapons in his trap, uh spazz
Smith n Wesson known to blast, gas
Nigga all I smoke is gas
And I'm gone
Niggas floating outer space
Got me blown
Niggas lying to my face
Bitch I'm grown
By 15 I beat a case
Vlone
And it's hermès on my waist
Wait don't forget to mention
You get left and I don't care about intention
That's my bitch I showed my nine more attention
223s and 40 Glocks and mac 11s
That's that shit that I be rocking w
Dufflebag applying pressure I ain't stopping it
Drop the air force dior's and then I'm copping it
Talking down on my page but they be stalking it
I swear I'm confident, bc of my prominence
F*ck a columnist, they wasn't calling this
Now lil duffle hot act like it was obvious
I might beat a pot beat a hoe like Cassius
Freak bitch the nastiest
You don't want smoke
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
Now you mad
Dufflebag got in his bag, cash
Take the weapons in his trap, uh spazz
Smith n Wesson known to blast, gas
Nigga all I smoke is gas
They say they gon rob me, kill me
Come back from the dead the grim adventures of billy
Bands hella long it's elastic, silly
Linkk w lil uzi when I pop out in Philly, ya feel me?
Dufflebagken - Smoke Lyrics
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You don't want smoke
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
Now you mad
Dufflebag got in his bag, cash
Take the weapons in his trap, uh spazz
Smith n Wesson known to blast, gas
Nigga all I smoke is gas
And I'm gone
Niggas floating outer space
Got me blown
Niggas lying to my face
Bitch I'm grown
By 15 I beat a case
Vlone
And it's hermès on my waist
Wait don't forget to mention
You get left and I don't care about intention
That's my bitch I showed my nine more attention
223s and 40 Glocks and mac 11s
That's that shit that I be rocking w
Dufflebag applying pressure I ain't stopping it
Drop the air force dior's and then I'm copping it
Talking down on my page but they be stalking it
I swear I'm confident, bc of my prominence
F*ck a columnist, they wasn't calling this
Now lil duffle hot act like it was obvious
I might beat a pot beat a hoe like Cassius
Freak bitch the nastiest
You don't want smoke
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
Now you mad
Dufflebag got in his bag, cash
Take the weapons in his trap, uh spazz
Smith n Wesson known to blast, gas
Nigga all I smoke is gas
They say they gon rob me, kill me
Come back from the dead the grim adventures of billy
Bands hella long it's elastic, silly
Linkk w lil uzi when I pop out in Philly, ya feel me?
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
Now you mad
Dufflebag got in his bag, cash
Take the weapons in his trap, uh spazz
Smith n Wesson known to blast, gas
Nigga all I smoke is gas
And I'm gone
Niggas floating outer space
Got me blown
Niggas lying to my face
Bitch I'm grown
By 15 I beat a case
Vlone
And it's hermès on my waist
Wait don't forget to mention
You get left and I don't care about intention
That's my bitch I showed my nine more attention
223s and 40 Glocks and mac 11s
That's that shit that I be rocking w
Dufflebag applying pressure I ain't stopping it
Drop the air force dior's and then I'm copping it
Talking down on my page but they be stalking it
I swear I'm confident, bc of my prominence
F*ck a columnist, they wasn't calling this
Now lil duffle hot act like it was obvious
I might beat a pot beat a hoe like Cassius
Freak bitch the nastiest
You don't want smoke
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
Now you mad
Dufflebag got in his bag, cash
Take the weapons in his trap, uh spazz
Smith n Wesson known to blast, gas
Nigga all I smoke is gas
They say they gon rob me, kill me
Come back from the dead the grim adventures of billy
Bands hella long it's elastic, silly
Linkk w lil uzi when I pop out in Philly, ya feel me?
Writer: Kenny Puerta
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid