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jo$h2lit - no smoke lyrics

chorus
n+gga want the smoke he can have it
i been selling bricks to the atticts
i been reacon havoc
helipad weon do the traffic
3500 for the jacket

tennis chains weon do the rackets
teach you how to ball on two baskets
two tones in my baguettes
add it up we don’t do subtracting
benjamin franklin on me no jackson

been spitting fire no rapping
i can tell he ain’t bout that action
we ain’t never lackin
might call up myles like wats happening
629 sh+t we get it crackin

big ass pole on me im packin
wrist hurt the way i be clappin
the way i be swaggin
big brother gave me the fashion
member when n+ggas was laughing

verse 1
circle ain’t the same from when i started in this sh+t
stab me in my back so now i’m heartless with the sh+t
b+tches call me klew cause i’m balling in this b+tch
call up and xay and he might go r+t+rded in this b+tch
n+gga what you what you want from me i gave this my all
lead the league in everything can’t even shoot the ball
my brother picked me up every single time i fall
had my back against the wall we like pau and marc gasol

chorus
n+gga want the smoke he can have it
i been selling bricks to the atticts
i been reacon havoc
helipad weon do the traffic
3500 for the jacket

tennis chains weon do the rackets
teach you how to ball on two baskets
two tones in my baguettes
add it up we don’t do subtracting
benjamin franklin on me no jackson

been spitting fire no rapping
i can tell he ain’t bout that action
we ain’t never lackin
might call up myles like wats happening
629 sh+t we get it crackin

big ass pole on me im packin
wrist hurt the way i be clappin
the way i be swaggin
big brother gave me the fashion
member when n+ggas was laughing
verse 2
goin and getcho paper why your worried bout me
i’m the grave digger you get buried bout me
that my shooter in cut go stephen curry bout me
hardest n+gga in yo circle acting scurry bout me

n+ggas really p+ssy they get put on a plate
got my scavenger at night so dont you be outside late
i grew up on ham brick road right wit nykele and nate
i’m the hardest out my zone it ain’t up for debate
and if

chorus
n+gga want the smoke he can have it
i been selling bricks to the atticts
i been reacon havoc
helipad weon do the traffic
3500 for the jacket

tennis chains weon do the rackets
teach you how to ball on two baskets
two tones in my baguettes
add it up we don’t do subtracting
benjamin franklin on me no jackson

been spitting fire no rapping
i can tell he ain’t bout that action
we ain’t never lackin
might call up myles like wats happening
629 sh+t we get it crackin
big ass pole on me im packin
wrist hurt the way i be clappin
the way i be swaggin
big brother gave me the fashion
member when n+ggas was laughing

- joh2lit lyrics

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