Smoke (with EST Gee)
کاور آهنگ Smoke (with EST Gee) از EST Gee, BlocBoy JB

Smoke (with EST Gee)

Bacc 2 Da Bloc۱۴۰۰۲:۰۸

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Load me up, IV

Tay Keith, this too hard

I'm back in my bag, they stealin' my swag

But this the original flow (Flow)

If I see a opp, then I'm peelin' his boat (Woah)

Fuck a fourth of that lean, pour a pint on his toe (Word)

Now who want the smoke? (Word)

Yeah, I-I want the smoke (Word)

Fuck all that talkin', lets meet at yo' door (The door)

I'm Peda Roll Mafia, Big BabyLoc (Yeah, yeah, Crip)

And I got tiny Locs (Crip)

And I fuck with the Folks, and I fuck with the joes

And I fuck with the Bloods (My blatts)

My bitch keep a strap, I ain't fuckin with studs (Studs)

Just fucked a bitch, but I told her it's love (Huh)

I was so down, I looked up, seen the sidewalk (Huh, sidewalk)

Me and my brothers, we played in the mud (That's on my mama)

I'm feeling Offset, I just might bustdown a Carti' (Carti')

So bitch, if it's up, then it's stuck (Bustdown, stuck)

What you gon' do when you up in that combat

Bullets start hitting the back of yo' truck? (Truck)

My throwaway was a XD compact

Nine lemon squeeze was the one that I bust (Grrah)

He want the beef, put him up in a lunch pack (Lunch pack)

I ain't smokin' opps

They was killed out of love (Killed out of love, facts)

I'm gettin' high, lil' baby, that's a fun fact (Gas)

But marijuana is my only drug (Gas)

I'm off a ex lap, tryn' give a dirt nap

Can't feel my perc yet, must been a dud

I'm tryna bump on this beef, I like contact

Niggas was scared to come out where we was

Hollow tips hit him, explode on contact

Rip him up, quickest way get him a buzz (Bow, bow, bow)

He don't drop videos

'Cause he too broke to go buy him some clothes

Your nigga a bum

AR flip a car, rip through the motor

It sound like explosives, a bunch of alarms

I got a switch on a nine with a drum

It shoot faster than Bryant, no way he can run

I don't feel sympathy, turn to a memory

Cuttin' my dawg up for me and the bruhs

I got some good smack, tying my backpack

Hit it with Superman, turn it to fudge

I'm feelin' Shiesty, I just put his mans in the Durk

So tell him to get it in blood (Grr, blood)

I'm Uncle Elroy, these rappers Day-Day

I swear these niggas my lil' bitty boys

When I got locked up, it was for robbery

Went back to school and they gave me a board

You got me fucked up, thinking 'bout robbin' me

Up with the Drac', make him mission abort (Abort)

I got into it when we played the basketball

I was the first to take shit off the court (Word)

I'm on the block, man, I feel like I'm Marc Gasol

I was just plotting on robbin' the source (Source)

I lay him down, make him count to a thousand

He move, he gon' die before he make a choice (Yeah, yeah, yeah, move)

Look in his eyes, I can tell he a bitch

Man, I know he didn't hop off the porch, he was forced