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Who Want Smoke? (with Lil Moxie)
by MrOak
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Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke? I'll come give it, ho
Leave you on the floor
Fuck your money, ho
I got hella more
Come get your spirit rolled
Into the holy ghost
Yeah, who want smoke?
Leave you on a fucking tightrope
All my music fire, definition of a pyro
Pull up and I wrap all your bitches like a gyro
Said I wouldn't today but I think that I just might though
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah
Know I'm crazy and I got the juice, kid
You say you will be at the top and I just call you stupid
Pull up on your block, I shoot your bitch like I was Cupid
My money like a building, bitch I'm richer than Mark Cuban
Motherfuck the mercy, bitch know I'm hella ruthless
Better get yourself straight 'fore you go and you get booted
Better pay attention, got more details than a blueprint
If you fuck me up, then best believe we get to shootin'
Roll one up, mess 'em up
We the best, yeah, we up
Put 'em up, pour the cup
Yeah, this shit from the mud
I got hits, I'm the shit
I got money, I'm the shit
I got cash so I'm the shit, don't think so then here's the Blick
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah, who smoke with me, uh, uh, uh
I'ma fuck that bitch and then leave, uh, uh, uh
All night that bitch wan' know my name, uh, uh, uh
That bitch wanna fuck but I don't wanna, uh, uh
Slide in a coupe, slide in a coupe
We the shit, so we the biggest poo
Money on my mind, it affects my mood
I fly like Mello, all the way up to the moon
Yeah, I fly, bird
Tell me lil' bitch what is the word?
I'ma hit the bitch and then the hit swerve
I cut that hoe off and she know it deserved
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke? I'll come give it, ho
Leave you on the floor
Fuck your money, ho
I got hella more
Come get your spirit rolled
Into the holy ghost
Yeah, who want smoke?
Leave you on a fucking tightrope
All my music fire, definition of a pyro
Pull up and I wrap all your bitches like a gyro
Said I wouldn't today but I think that I just might though
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah
Know I'm crazy and I got the juice, kid
You say you will be at the top and I just call you stupid
Pull up on your block, I shoot your bitch like I was Cupid
My money like a building, bitch I'm richer than Mark Cuban
Motherfuck the mercy, bitch know I'm hella ruthless
Better get yourself straight 'fore you go and you get booted
Better pay attention, got more details than a blueprint
If you fuck me up, then best believe we get to shootin'
Roll one up, mess 'em up
We the best, yeah, we up
Put 'em up, pour the cup
Yeah, this shit from the mud
I got hits, I'm the shit
I got money, I'm the shit
I got cash so I'm the shit, don't think so then here's the Blick
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah, who smoke with me, uh, uh, uh
I'ma fuck that bitch and then leave, uh, uh, uh
All night that bitch wan' know my name, uh, uh, uh
That bitch wanna fuck but I don't wanna, uh, uh
Slide in a coupe, slide in a coupe
We the shit, so we the biggest poo
Money on my mind, it affects my mood
I fly like Mello, all the way up to the moon
Yeah, I fly, bird
Tell me lil' bitch what is the word?
I'ma hit the bitch and then the hit swerve
I cut that hoe off and she know it deserved
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Who want smoke?
Yeah