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smoke supreme – no raccs (ymg diss) lyrics

[intro]
hahaha
guess they want smoke huh?
well it’s smoke then, aye

[chorus]
f-ck a ymg, naw they can’t hang with me (nope)
boy your money funny, stay f-ck away from me (uh-huh)
boy y’all smellin’ horrible, y’all need to spray febreze (d-mn)
f-ck a ymg, tell em boys to suck on these, aye (woo)
i stopped workin’ for you cause you wasn’t payin’ me (nah)
wantin’ sh-t for free, talking bout “we family” (un-uh)
we ain’t family, i ain’t with your clique, i got my own team (yeah)
major smoke is what i rep and that’s until the death of me, aye

[verse]
first off, i’mma start like this
balenciagas on my kicks, ymg could slob my d-ck
if he sayin’ it’s on sight then i’mma buy some hollow tips (pow pow pow)
i could uber to you so don’t make me find out where you live (skrt)
richie raccs you smokin’ crack, thinkin’ you want smoke with me (oof)
put that chrome to my dome if you ain’t ovary (do it)
and it’s 30 bucks to mix your song that you still owe to me (30)
50 dollars for a feature, you asked for a verse for free
richie raccs yo -ss a clown, tell your -ss to pipe down
you can’t even come around, boy your -ss is out of town (yuh)
run up on em, gun em down, hit em with the fifty round
leave his -ss on the ground, disappear without a sound
i done gave your boy my address, where you at? pull up and sh-t (skrt)
i’m chillin’ in my room cause i know you ain’t doin sh-t (chillin’)
p-ssy boy get out your feelings i’m so f-ckin’ through with it
i’mma go and count the green, while you stayin’ blue with it (p-ssy)

- smoke supreme lyrics

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