Lyrics All the Smoke - Tyla Yaweh, Gunna, Wiz Khalifa

All the Smoke

Hitmaka
Ayy, Benjamin he got benjamins
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Yeah, in a Porsche, yeah, bend the door, yeah
She might
but it better be a foreign, yeah
Make it roar, yeah, yeah
no locked doors
Takin' what you want from me
Tell her «Bitch, throw it back like it’s all yours»
Lock it up and throw the key
Beat it up like a Nascar, all the smoke
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Speedin' in a Porsche
Livin' life fast and goin' all around the course
In the competition, got the ball in my court
Scream «Fuck the opposition» every time that we score
I’m the one with the
rawless rapport
I ain’t
corner, I bought it from the store
Gunna bought the
We made a rated movie, had
(Rather go back on tour)
I copped a new toy
They gon' see the smoke, I change the motor
Whippin' 'til I feel the road rage
Them haters they don’t love me, they left me no choice
She got me and said I make her so blush
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Okay
Whippin', dodgin' in and out in a new Ferrari
I don’t want her, she be fuckin' anybody
If she in it, I might drop the top on that
And she got a fatty, but her top is whack
I might hit her bestfriend, I’m somethin' like a legend
I’m smokin' on the kush, you could tell by how it’s smellin'
Say she got a curfew, gotta be home by eleven
If I roll up all this weed up, better make sure you inhale it
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can’t see me no more
I be up high but I want some more