Lyrics All The Smoke - Hotboii

All The Smoke

Do you want smoke?
Of course
We want all the smoke
I’m talkin' 'bout all that
All that
Aye
Talkin' bout smoke, I want it all
If nigga wanna ball
I’ma spray at all of y’all
Knock off the top on y’all
'Cause I’m ruthless
Aye, this a coupe whip it ain’t no roof in
It’s a two seater, how can you fit?
He a magician with the stick these nigga poofing
Shorty eat the dick up like she toothless
Can he post up where the goons at?
And they strong arm, watch how you flex
Oooh, ehh
More opps, move less
But nah not me, I’ma move with the Tek
My bitch told me to give my tool a lil' rest (nah)
When she sucks she knows what she doing
Don’t tell me you that love me I don’t do that
Loose lips sink ships get your crew whacked
I’m taking it to trial, they gotta to prove that
Was 15 when my nigga said, «Let's hit a lick fuck the mud»
Said, «If we hit it we’ll be straight»
So we gon' hit it then we done
Uh-huh, then go away
Yeah, I’m gon' hit it then I’m done
Ain’t got no feelings for you baby, 'cause if I quit it then I’m —
Done
Damn right girl
So what, she shake her ass for the funds?
Ain’t runnin' down, yeah what you run your mouth for?
En route I ain’t got no route boy
Talkin' bout smoke, I want it all
If nigga wanna ball
I’ma spray at all of y’all
Knock off the top on y’all
'Cause I’m ruthless
Aye, this a coupe whip it ain’t no roof in
It’s a two seater, how can you fit?
He a magician with the stick these nigga poofing
Shorty eat the dick up like she toothless
Can’t even post up where the goons at
And they strong arm, watch how you flex
Watch how you flex, aye
Post up you can’t do that, aye
Stop clutchin' on that tool man
Shoot that
Do that, aye