bby laana - who got smoke lyrics
you said you on your way so if you comin then you coming, b+tch
my b+tches on their way so let me know who you coming with
heard you in the car with some b+tches i ain’t f+cking with
so let me know how far i grab the uzi and i up the stick
g o d b+tch
on the homies you be buzing buzing
no, i ain’t gonna say you not my blood i’m not your f+cking cousin
no, i’m not your b+tch i’m not your bae i’m not your f+cking woman
don’t call me with sh+t to say today b+tch i’m not wonder woman
got her on the boat she like laana can you hear me out?
make the b+tch repeat herself like sprint, can you hear me now?
i don’t want to share the n+gga i don’t got time for that
because if you cheat on me, i have my n+ggas push his lining back
i don’t want to hеar that, broke b+tch she so f+ck you
how you talking down on the n+gga but hе f+cked you
last time i seen you swear to god i shoulda upped you
i know you felt the vibe stop asking b+tches what i’m up to
beat the brakes off her swear to god i shoulda dust you
but i told your momma i ain’t gone touch you
i don’t even want to touch that n+gga if he touched you
f+cking grown n+ggas b+tch he look like your uncle
i don’t play that f+ck sh+t don’t do that sh+t today
don’t let n0body disrespect me that’s how i was raised
y’all catching sh+t like interception i think y’all got aids
suggested she don’t get the message unless we in her face
hmm. okay, we take a visit
exactly where she living
this b+tch rich as f+ck what she do for a living?
this b+tch look confused she keeps asking how we get it
well, i took off my shoes climbed through the window in the kitchen
you know that i’m a star
you know that i’m gonna shoot at you burnt n+ggas like you mars
ain’t nothing really scary all you got to say is raw
she going to look like and be scared as f+ck and act like she seen god
this seriously is pocket chain i got like eight on me
that’s why they got a lot to say that’s why they hate on me
this ain’t the rolling stones, b+tch don’t let my name roll off your tongue
i’m on my home alone sh+t, but this ain’t kevin i got slugs
coochie bouncing off his nuts, he keep asking me to f+ck
he want me to show him love, baby, i don’t got no love
f+ck the police always on me on feet
had you in a car, no seats
f+cking on chip bags and sheets girl, you out of pocket
you need to get that sh+t in line, i just thought about it
but nine times out of ten, i did forgot about it
i’m finna f+ck up the rims tore a new impala
i’m finna f+ck up some bands about some new designer
don’t sneak diss me though
cause i don’t got respect for b+tch trying to free load
we gonna get her in her lower body then we reload
now everybody cold n+gga very high zero
it roll little big o b+tch
if i don’t get what i want, then i throw fits
don’t ever try to text me off your iphone six
or i sale that sh+t on market and fifth
and i don’t answer questions so don’t ask me why
don’t ask me about your n+gga because he’s not that guy
the opposite of saweetie, b+tch he’s not my type
her condiments taste sweeter than this piece of pie
i’m sliding in the rental i’ll come get you where you at?
don’t try to sale no bullsh+t on the homies that ain’t thrax
your wig ain’t looking good that’s why you combing out the naps
if i ain’t eating steak i’m busting ramen out the pack
can’t name no other race they trust me because i’m black
chilling like a lion roaming in my habitat
you try to build a life without me b+tch, it’s gone collapse
can’t sleep without this chocolate b+tch, she need him like a frap
f+ck you b+tches talking about?
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