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sleeks (smoke boys) - no deets lyrics

[intro]
mktheplug

everyday same routine
this can never get old
peng ting with the apple bottom
drip got me looking like, i’m shotting
bury this skeng, gotta clean it now
and then can’t let that dot get rotten

[verse 1: sleeks]
on the grind till my legs go weak
ring trap every day, like i don’t really get no sleep
when this juice get hot it’s frying, i don’t really mention beef
got the wap put down from time, i don’t know what i spent on t–th
when we play, we play for keeps
trapmash all day, cause i never came up from deets
off white kicks on my feet
off white bits on the street
verified in the t house, i don’t need to go home and tweet
smarties, backstrap that in the streets
all day, dream chase like me

[verse 2: swift]
peng ting with the apple bottom
drip got me looking like, i’m shotting
bury this skeng, gotta clean it now
and then can’t let that dot get rotten
get nicked by the feds i don’t speak no english
would of thought man was foreign
if that’s my don then i got him, right or wrong
could have been a wrongen
i ain’t got no balenciaga
can’t said the same ’bout j’s old prada
or airforce 1’s or luis vuitton, man could have copped a rara
dotty getting me looking like a farmer
so obviously dem man don’t want drama
ot, ot
playboy carti and lady gaga

[verse 3: sleeks]
put my shoes on, do road
cop it, chop it, sell it, this is the life that i chose
when the papers coming in fast, that’s the cash overload
wrapped in elastic bands, cause the stack’s too big, it can’t fold
we don’t do these things for show
shut down shows then it’s back to the road
everyday same routine
this can never get old
this life ain’t for the weak-hearted
lifestyle for the brave and bold
phone ring
tings get sold
in kitchen, scr-ping bowls

[verse 4: swift]
i can’t do my thing with a half box
all these brick’s we living like narcos
trap phone ring that’s bobby or mandy
or ammi or stardawg
defend my ting, defend my dawg
like roberto carlos
put that in a card, bring that to your yard
coming like argos
just come back from the trap, it’s flames
always with the cat, like jessie and james
the mack is fat
that’s still bae
make j under take her, and caine
pengy gyal, give me ah, ah, ah, now one of us gotta do the walk of shame
talking w-ss, man i get that mash
it ‘ta la, la, la, like man’s john wayne

- sleeks smoke boys lyrics

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