Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All the Smoke, artist - Fat Nick. Album song Generation Numb, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 07.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Autonomy
Song language: English
All the Smoke |
We keep running up a bag, yeah yeah |
Diamonds dancing on my neck all night |
Bentley truck swerving, hell yeah |
I just popped another bag, yeah yeah |
We keep running up a bag, yeah yeah |
Diamonds dancing on my neck all night |
Bentley truck swerving, hell yeah |
I just popped another bag, yeah yeah |
Got a bag yeah, baby wanna fuck me |
You can run it up, watch me hit the 16 |
Movin' too fast, zoomin' in the M3 |
All this water on my shining, walking Louis V |
Two cups stuffed, let’s just get fucked up |
All the stars bright, baby look at this ice |
Let’s fuck, keep it going, yeah, all night |
And I can’t even feel my face so ice |
Now I gotta go, you kick me out the door |
You the stuff, cause' you feeling all alone |
Now I gotta go, you kick me out the door |
You the stuff, cause' you feeling all alone |
We keep running up a bag, yeah yeah |
Diamonds dancing on my neck all night |
Bentley truck swerving, hell yeah |
I just popped another bag, yeah yeah |
We keep running up a bag, yeah yeah |
Diamonds dancing on my neck all night |
Bentley truck swerving, hell yeah |
I just popped another bag, yeah yeah |
Big Benz hit the gas, bae, let’s go |
And if you wanna bring your friends, I got a Range Rove' |
I done witness baby, we want all the smoke |
I know you see my diamonds jumping, you already know |
All my cuts real low, I need more ice |
More ice, more Sprites, let’s take flight |
I already know, yeah, we got the feeling right |
And if you with the shits, you can stay all night |
Now I gotta go, you kick me out the door |
You the stuff, cause' you feeling all alone |
Now I gotta go, you kick me out the door |
You the stuff, cause' you feeling all alone |
We keep running up a bag, yeah yeah |
Diamonds dancing on my neck all night |
Bentley truck swerving, hell yeah |
I just popped another bag, yeah yeah |
We keep running up a bag, yeah yeah |
Diamonds dancing on my neck all night |
Bentley truck swerving, hell yeah |
I just popped another bag, yeah yeah |