Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Want The Smoke?, artist - Lil Yachty. Album song Nuthin' 2 Prove, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Who Want The Smoke? |
I fuck with this shit, man |
Ha |
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up |
Word |
Hotboxin' in the whip (In the whip) |
I don’t even smoke (Smoke though) |
But we drop tops and let it rip (Skrrt, skrrt) |
Pull up and get smoked (Huh?) |
With them big rocks up in her ear (Word) |
Chandelier (Chandelier), can you hear? |
(Huh?) |
Who that there? |
Who want the smoke? |
(The smoke) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Word) |
Who want the—, who want the— (Word) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Word, word) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Who? Yeah) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Who? Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Who want the—, who want the— (Bardi) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Ayy) |
I-I-I hear shots comin' on the low from hoes I’m higher than |
This attention is so flatterin' 'cause they’re admirin' |
Don’t know what’s on their mind, but it should be retirement |
Get the AARP or this AR get to firin' (Blat) |
They don’t want smoke with me (No), the diamonds is chokin' me |
Their pussy need potpourri, these bitches is 0−3 |
And there ain’t a lower league, all in my ovaries |
The fur on my shoulder mink, tell me what Hov would think |
I get the money, I am the king of New York |
And I rock a sew-in weave (Woo, woo, woo, woo) |
I run it, I run it, I relay the win |
They talkin', they talkin', I’m takin' it in |
I did not come here to make me new friends |
Who buried the bridge and aren’t makin' amends (Ah) |
They don’t want none, I’ll say it again (Yee) |
They don’t want none, I pray for their sins (Hah) |
Hotboxin' in the whip (In the whip) |
I don’t even smoke (Smoke though) |
But we drop tops and let it rip (Skrrt, skrrt) |
Pull up and get smoked (Huh?) |
With them big rocks up in her ear (Word) |
Chandelier (Chandelier), can you hear? |
(Huh?) |
Who that there? |
Who want the smoke? |
(The smoke, who?) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Bardi word) |
Who want the—, who want the— |
Who want the smoke? |
(Word, word, word, b-b-b-blat) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Yeah, who?) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Bardi, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Who want the—, who want the—, who want the smoke? |
(Ayy) |
Is you fuckin'? |
(Yeah) |
Baby girl, I need to know (Who?) |
Who finna run get the rubbers from the store? |
(Who there?) |
Bitch so damn wet, drippin' on my marble floor (Drip, drip, drip) |
Never not strapped, in my city, on my soul |
Pull up in a two-seater (Yeah), in a wife-beater |
With my bro, he be bangin' like a car speaker |
All black, late night like the Grim Reaper |
Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer (Ice) |
Who want the smoke? |
(The smoke) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Word) |
Who want the—, who want the— (Brr, word) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Brr-brr, word, word) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Who? Yeah) |
Who want the smoke? |
(Woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Who want the—, who want the—, who want the smoke? |
(Offset) |
Glock 40 in my coat (Glock) |
My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (Fire, fire) |
Suffocate him, hang him by the rope |
Hot potato, bullet, let it go (Brrt, brrt, brrt) |
The .44 put him in a yolk (.44) |
Pull up in the stolo, look like he seen a ghost |
And I got the kilo comin' on the boat (Kilo) |
We gon' move it fast, vámonos, vámonos (Vámonos) |
Niggas talkin' foul on the d-low (Foul) |
Technical, I’m standin' at the line, shoot a free throw |
Medical, I sip a couple lines of fineto |
Impeccable, the Richard Mille line, man, it’s see-through (Impeccable) |
Who want the smoke? |
Wet him up, humble up |
Seen the Ghost and they know, got a scope and I hope |
That they pull up to the spot with the ho |
Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (Smoke) |
The SIG pulled out, nigga had a stroke |
Coolant at them niggas, shawty, I don’t know (Who?) |
Choppa made that bitch (Bah), ain’t nowhere to go |
Throw him off the boat (Die), in the river, float (Float) |
30 round clip in this clip clear (Clear) |
I’m in the Wraith so I’m lookin' at the rear mirror (Mirror) |
Free jit, we ain’t goin' for that shit, period (Free jit) |
Red dots on their pussy, niggas on their period (Hey, hey) |