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Smoke Lyrics by Trippie Redd

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[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on, huh, gang
Yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I said, "Who want smoke?" (Smoke, bah), I got that Glock on me (Gang)
Yeah, I’m on the block with a knot on me (Knot on me)
I said, "Who want smoke?" (Smoke, me), you tough or not, homie?
It's all a façade, homie, better talk to God, homie (Talk to God)
Yeah, ayy, and that fire on me (Keep that fire, fah)
Told that bitch, "skate," (Skate), not no figure 8 (Okay)
Made a couple milli', bitch, on some real estate (Ayy, ayy, on some real estate)
Sippin’ Dom Pérignon, eatin' good steak (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And I do a hundred-fifty on the interstate (Ayy, ayy, ayy, interstatе)
That's on God, nigga (That's on God, nigga)
Murder gang, murder mob, nigga (Murder mob, nigga)
Wе the best like Asahd, nigga (Like Asahd, nigga), when I'm scrapin' that damn pot, nigga (Slime, slime)

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Got a pound in the duffle on my way to the store (On my way to the store)
Write an album in one night, I had your bitch come through
She broke it down in the lounge, broke it off on the boat
She broke it off and [?] tote, and she rolled me a few
Now I'm fresh off my BAPE colab, Benz pullin' out a rental van
My Rolls-Royce parked in front my grass
Next door neighbors mad, I act like I never had
Fuck ’em, I started out with nothing
Now I hop out the muhfucker, leave it runnin’
Walk in the bank, walk out countin' hella money
It’s east side in the town, yeah, I said somethin'
We bring a pound in the section, or we not comin'
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Uh (Woo), yay, yay
Hundred when I came, 'nother hundred if I’ma stay
I'm still in my ways, hangin' plaques and makin' plays
Duece of the Dre, can't keep a humble face
Skrrt, skrrt in all blue like Smurf, the black kirk
Where we X-men and slide out first
I been off Earth, I been all work, ayy, easy
I ran up the bag good weekly, my teeth like Fiji
The M times M, keep them on repeat
I walk it like I talk it so much that my feet bleed
The cho-, ayy, choppa can't fit in my two seats
Nigga, it's groovy (Achoo)

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