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21 savage – ​gun smoke lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah (gun smoke)
yeah (gun smoke)
yeah, yeah (gun smoke)
yeah, yeah, yeah (gun smoke)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
one man army from the get-go (get-go)
one man army pullin’ kick doors (kick doors)
talkin’ out yo’ neck get you tag toed (tag toed)
i’m a k!ller whale, you a tadpole (tadpole)
n-gg-, you got asthma, you don’t want smoke (straight up)
who want cancer? i’m giving out smoke (straight up)
i got too many b-tches, i can’t trip bro (on god)
most of the time, i be caked up with my stick bro (on god)
yeah, ak make yo’ brotha do the limbo (on god)
make this glock “shiggy challenge” out the window (on god)
savage, why you always rappin’ ’bout guns for? (straight up)
’cause, b-tch, i fell in love with the gun smoke (straight up)

[chorus]
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
yeah, gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
put my glock down, that’s a no-no (no-no)
when i wear my suit, i tote my .44 (.44)
y’all ain’t k!llin’ sh-t, y’all n-gg-s hoes-hoes (hoes-hoes)
cryin’ over p-ssy, you a broke joke (broke joke)

[verse 2]
started with a deuce deuce, turned it to a .38
then i got a glock 9, turned it to a ak
first i was a leg shooter, now i’m hittin’ chest, face
she done caught rug burn, give that girl a neck brace
shoot at me with a handgun, that’s an insult (straight up)
we got plenty sticks, n-gg-, plus my m’s up (straight up)
my young n-gg-s ready to crash, they don’t give a f-ck (straight up)
let it bang, let ’em hang, i’ma drop mine (straight up)
i don’t need no shooter, everybody know i pop mine (on god)
i’m at crucial on stage with a glock 9 (on god)
i keep one in the head, i ain’t got time to c-ck mine (on god)
murder gang, n-gg-, i’m redder than a stop sign (on god)
you n-gg-s know you need to cut out all that d-ckriding (b-tch)
skinny capris, you think you finer than yo’ b-tch, huh? (lil’ b-tch)
you n-gg-s mad ’cause i keep throwin’ up zone 6, huh? (lil’ b-tch)
like “look at savage, lil’ b-tch -ss, he think he the sh-t, huh?” (facts)
i think i am when i’m ridin’ with this stick, huh (21)
i think i am ’cause i just f-cked that n-gg- b-tch, huh (on god)
i swear to god my deal worth seven figures, not six, huh (straight up)
you think you hard, you wanna get shot all up in yo’ sh-t, huh?

[chorus]
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
yeah, gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
gun smoke (gun smoke)
put my glock down, that’s a no-no (no-no)
when i wear my suit, i tote my .44 (.44)
y’all ain’t k!llin’ sh-t, y’all n-gg-s hoes-hoes (hoes-hoes)
cryin’ over p-ssy, you a broke joke (broke joke)