Lyrics Intro (Interrupted) - Fashion Jackson

Intro (Interrupted)

The sun’s been long out
The blinds are pulled down
She’s getting up now
It’s complicated, and expeditious
Remain evasive
Pound on the door all you want
Go ahead, keep it up
She can’t hear you constantly breaking away til we’re both
Wait in the hallway screaming
Crying til the neighbors can’t take it anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Yo, what the fuck I was in the middle of a song
Shut the fuck up!
Okay, asshole.
Who are you?
Who the fuck are you?
What it is
That tells me nothing
(Brrt)
And what it be
(APK)
Yo, what the fuck
(Smoke)
This song is being commandeered by the Acid Patch Kid
I got smoke
(Smoke) (Yo, I got some smoke if you want it)
(Aye, aye, aye) (Woo woo)
I got smoke
What
What
(Uh) (Aye)
Yuh, I got the smoke if you want it (What)
I got the smoke if you want it (Got it)
If you want the smoke then I got it (Got it)
If you need the smoke then I (Got it) got it (Aye)
If you need the smoke then come get it (What)
If you need that smoke then come get it (What)
If you need that smoke you go get it
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
If you need that smoke then go get it
Y’all wanna play with me?
Put you on game, you gonna get slain
Shoulda stayed at home in bed while watching me bang (Bang) (What)
I is a ghost (Huh)
Foggiest smoke (Yuh)
You are just broke
I am so woke (Woke)
Eye of the tiger
Getting that dope (Dope)
I don’t think you fuck with me (Fuck with me)
So go fuck yourself (Fuck with me, fuck with me)
You needed some help (Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me,
fuck with me, fuck with me) (I got smoke)
For your mental health
Aye, fuck with me, fuck with me
Yuh (Woo)
Fuck with me (Woo)
Aye, aye, fuck with me, fuck with me do (I got smoke)
Aye, don’t give a
Aye (What) don’t give a (What)
Used to be whipping on two wheels
Now I got the Audi, and I’m too real
Had a lot of money, but I spent it all
Now I got a solid gold wrecking ball (What)
Pulling up to your pad
Knock it all down (What)
Puffing on reefer take over the town (Aye)
Birthday suit repping like no-one around (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Smoke it up
Smoke it up into the ground
You know, I really hate avocado toast.
I fucking hate these basic-ass people
coming in to these fucking shops, spending $ 6.99 on a goddamn piece of toast
with butter and avocado.
Get some fucking real shit.
Go to Whole Foods,
fucking feel good about yourself goddamnit.
Don’t you fucking have any
self-respect?
Goddamnit.
Fuck you Better Buzz, fuck your patrons!
I don’t give a fuck anymore, I’m done!
Fuck!
Ahh!
I got smoke (Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke)
What (Aye) (What) (Aye)
Yuh (Aye) Yuh (Aye)
I got smoke (Smoke, smoke)
Aye (Aye, aye) (Smoke it up, smoke it up, smoke it up)
I got smoke
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