kris the $pirit – smoked lyrics
fistfight, night, night
let’s get it
call my dawgs up, body rollin’
get beheaded, i’m a beast, beast though
beast mode with the metal, with a leech
gettin’ domed, yeah
in her throat, yeah
aye
trap jumpin’, let me crowd surf
on the block like 24, b+tch i’m outchea, whoa
gutter my witness, i got vouchers
tryna get the cake, cake make it stretch like it was dhalsim
whoa
n+ggas are flippin’ o’s, don’t you get exposed, n+ggas are lookin’ like a l!ck
n+ggas keep talkin’ but they don’t want no smoke, they don’t want no
doublе barrel shotgun, b+tch, i’m fearless, ya
tryna ball out monеy like it’s merrill lynch, yeah
and these n+ggas fake
that sh+t just embarrassin’
watch me with the cake, spirit disappearin’ then
(gone)
they don’t want no smoke, though
they don’t want no smoke, though
(talkin’ sh+t)
they don’t want no smoke, though
(gossipin’)
loud pack, hit them with the 44
(talkin’ sh+t)
they don’t want no smoke tho
loud pack, hit them with the 44
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