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smoke boys - ss or s4p lyrics

[hook: swift]
double s or it’s s4p
you can touch my ex, but don’t touch my weed
brick in the whip, that’s 36 zs
stick in the whip, why you lookin’ at me?

[verse 1: swift]
i smoke amn’ to the face, they be drinkin’ brandy
so in the grave, can’t say that i’m happy
on the other side let it na na nii like i’m rollin’ with dappy
i had nuff exes, nuff for boys, and nuff for backy’s
no i won’t go back only for hat, only if it’s hatty
a double-tap on man slap slap slap, i been double-tappy
my canon is magic, abracadabra, [?] lookin’ harry
this 5th ain’t jammin’
hot like [?] put him on his batty
night like aladdin, king kane with a jooker he’s been stabby
them man are lookers, they ain’t bangy
i used to move proper in the alley
i used to step out with the whammey
i used to own leather gloves and a bally
i used to link no name for some f-nny
i used to put the 12 gauge in the cabby
reeks go the dark lookin’ sandy
sleeks in the gear 5 in the gt
smoke on the push bike like et
way before snakes at the tt
took man’s food that was meaty
i used to move food for my bb
they man are rude, they ain’t squeezy
i put my third leg in, she leaky

[hook: swift]
double s or it’s s4p
you can touch my ex, but don’t touch my weed
brick in the whip, that’s 36 zs
stick in the whip, why you lookin’ at me?

[verse 2: sleeks]
them man are talkin’ this and that, we’re skyin’ on
them man are talkin’ sh-t bare crack, just shine off
hit that trap, split that pack
double that pack and you get that cash
ain’t tryna slip in the bits for the yat
just go the bits in the bits for the amn’
and she’s watchin’ me and i’m watchin’
but i don’t care, i think about boxes
and i’m out here tryna get gwop in
runnin’ through the street, lookin’ for the coppers
i’m like f-ck that opp sh-t
if i want you i get that drop b-tch
have a couple man out on the block
ride out with pump, f-ck a mop stick
don’t look at my car, can’t catch me
p-ss that amn’ amn’ to the backseat
swift bang bang on the back street
push back days up in atley
i used to ring trap with my cabby
stinkin’ up the ride, bare amne’s
f-ck a t beef, don’t @ me
and she used to hide the weed in her panties

[hook: swift]
double s or it’s s4p
you can touch my ex, but don’t touch my weed
brick in the whip, that’s 36 zs
stick in the whip, why you lookin’ at me?

[verse 3: reeko squeeze]
gladly bro
fling on me in case you know
throw a party at a party
catch man whinin’ his -rs- at [?]
for all that talk n-ggas be on me
still out here, lonely no army
tryna catch man lonely, no army
no them man phoney, punani
twitter hoes be on me
but it’s a known she corny
i’m still up [?] punani
i’m rollin’ round grove movin’ [?] that’s fast beef
don’t ask me
if i talk those are too fast gs
i hate main roads, i’m on back streets
as a young boy i [?] stanley
hand ting come handy
don’t @ me
just come get at me
old school, jump out cabbies
bare bad news for his family
old school, i used to love a pumpy
don’t judge me
i was hungry

[hook: swift]
double s or it’s s4p
you can touch my ex, but don’t touch my weed
brick in the whip, that’s 36 zs
stick in the whip, why you lookin’ at me?

[verse 4: littlez]
got peng gyal and they stretchin’
all you dead gyals fi get stretcher
can’t show affection
why you cuffin’ hoes that [?] everybody, inspector
side n-ggas ain’t gettin’ nuttin’
for me, you know she doin’ extra
i’m gettin’ brain from my uni b-tch, n-gga i ain’t up in no lecture
f-ck a benz punani, she a red ferrari
i rev it up on the regular
back to the trap
gotta feed my cats and put h-lla grub in my cellular
my amne’ louder than a speaker
fly ot and get it cheaper
and i keep me some young squeezers
n-gga respect me like a reefa
i can move these packs by myself
stacks lookin’ like box on a shelf
catch me with the crooks in the [?]
got the mac, that’s bad for your health
say you’re ringin’ it, you ain’t got no bells
singin’ to the boys like some little gyals
man i’m out here tryna make sales
holla at swift need piff on my scales

[hook: swift]
double s or it’s s4p
you can touch my ex, but don’t touch my weed
brick in the whip, that’s 36 zs
stick in the whip, why you lookin’ at me?

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