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bryson tiller - blowing smoke lyrics

ayy
it’s 7am in the morning, i been out since 3
f–k it, i’ma keep going

yeah

young pen griffy
i go to, i got to back for my n-gg-s
the pun was intended, n-gg-
wow, look how i’m livin’, n-gg-
angels say watch how you spendin’, n-gg-
devil say cop a new bentley, n-gg-
might as well, quick as you get it, n-gg-
made a prediction, n-gg-
fortune teller, n-gg-
ayy, i got it, yeah, i get it, n-gg-
you a rappin’ contradiction, n-gg-
hunnid racks on a sticker
new whip and i’m in it with her
set it off, this a stick up
’til they came and shut sh-t up
shakin’ that sh-t up
then i go put a check in the bank, n-gg-
got a lot up on my plate, n-gg-
grandma need a new estate, n-gg-
you a fraud, you a fake, n-gg-
can’t keep up with the pace, n-gg-
keep the f–k up out the race, n-gg-

yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
pump your brakes, go slow
just like my shawty, she like it slow
yeah, and just like her, i heard it all before
don’t let ’em fool you, they blowing smoke
yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
yeah, i heard it all before
don’t let ’em lie to you anymore
hey, don’t let ’em lie to you anymore

ayy, don’t let ’em fool you, baby
gene snyder, get shifty, n-gg-
need a lighter for the spliff, n-gg-
i pull up in a street fighter chain, hit a n-gg-

now that i got your attention, n-gg-
keep my name off your lips, n-gg-
hey, just like her, i don’t take you serious, n-gg-

no you can’t be serious, n-gg-
you can’t be serious, n-gg-
i can’t even hear it, n-gg-
gotta be up on my tire, n-gg-
you ain’t nowhere near, n-gg-
young tiller don’t fear a n-gg-
ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors, n-gg-

know you seen me last year, n-gg-
all at cleveland cavaliers, n-gg-
thoroughbred, i’m a winner
d’usse in my cup, i feel like jigga
wins got me hittin’ liquor (faded)
and i got you n-gg-s feelin’ bitter (you mad)

b-tch, i been a heavy hitter
but you barely makin’ plays, n-gg-
f–k it, let me demonstrate, n-gg-
home runnin’, not safe, n-gg-
guess i got what it takes, n-gg-
can’t keep up with the pace, n-gg-
get the f–k up out the race, n-gg-

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