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harvy green - smoke lyrics

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[hook]

opps is running from the smoke
yeah they getting that cardio
diamond got me f+cking choked
so is she im in her hroat
im in dior on a boat
with like 50 b+tches too
and she jumping jack my d+ck
yeah she ride me like a coupe

roll up with like 50 b+tches
only 2 seats
and this new foreign baddie
yeah she fly from overseas
all my opps is praying
yeah they need a jesus piece
i got all my g’s
flying with me gle

[verse 1]
off that drank i needa slow down
take a sip and blow a pound
talkin’ like it go down
when i slide it’s ghost town

g’d up sh+t this chain is froze
when i whip its range or rolls
talkin p’s and pesos
running from them jakes though

need, need, need that neck
where i’m going cost a check
shawty throw it she the best
she my kim k, i’m her west

in this sh+t with baguettes
i ain’t stopping, i dont rest
flood the time it’s a mess
if she tweakin, say less

[hook]

opps is running from the smoke
yeah they getting that cardio
diamond got me f+cking choked
so is she im in her hroat
im in dior on a boat
with like 50 b+tches too
and she jumping jack my d+ck
yeah she ride me like a coupe

roll up with like 50 b+tches
only 2 seats
and this new foreign baddie
yeah she fly from overseas
all my opps is praying
yeah they need a jesus piece
i got all my g’s
flying with me gle

[verse 2]

put them racks up for my slime
nothing but racks up on my mind
yeah these vv’s shine bright
flood the face n f+ck the time

never chasing always grind
seeing p’s and pound signs
can’t call all up my line
ran the digits bout 9

said i’d run em like a vow
gotta block em on the cell
flip that new sh+t quick sell
talking g’s up on the bell

said we fell through, never fell
lit at the crib, you can tell
im tryna run em up
i ain’t leave it on the shelf

[hook]

opps is running from the smoke
yeah they getting that cardio
diamond got me f+cking choked
so is she im in her throat
im in dior on a boat
with like 50 b+tches too
and she jumping jack my d+ck
yeah she ride me like a coupe

roll up with like 50 b+tches
only 2 seats
and this new foreign baddie
yeah she fly from overseas
all my opps is praying
yeah they need a jesus piece
i got all my g’s
flying with me gle

- harvy green lyrics

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