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