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UP THE SMOKE

Stunna 4 Vegas/Offsethuatong
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Up-up the smoke

Diamonds they choke

F**k my bro

I'm in the white, Lamborghini, the Pope

Hunnid racks, they gon' take your soul

Glock with a three and a 0

Bought a yacht, put the kids on a boat

Put a brick in a figure the four

Got a stick, it's a Sig, it'll blow

Mix up a fo'

My b**h, Margiela on her toes

D**k up her soul

Look what I did in the bowl

Wipe that boy nose

I go get me a bag out the globe

I do not troll

I got pointers, these diamonds are bold

I'm smooth on my feet

My bitches the baddest can be

Stackin', then pray, go to sleep

I'm at the top of the peak

We put baguettes on top of our teeth

We put fire in front of his beak

I can't lie, got shooters that creep

She from DeVry, she gon' s**e to sleep, woah

Switch up the flow, they gon' bite it fo' sho

Put the stick on your b**h, 'cause you're hiding on low

This a 50, them young niggas ready to go

Richard Mille sit on my wrist, I'm the GOAT

Tag on your hoe, tag on your toe

Baguettes on baguettes, my neck overload

I'm having, you're capping, go rat to this pole

Take off his hat, leave a rat with a hole

Ain't no cap in me

The trap be jumpin' like athletes

I get cash, you see

Lamborghini, niggas ain't as fast as me

Cookie gas, the lean

I get the bag, casually

You niggas embarrassing

This Audemar, this is a masterpiece

Up the smoke

Diamonds they choke

F**k my bro

I'm in the white, Lamborghini, the Pope

Hunnid racks, they gon' take your soul

Glock with a three and a 0

Bought a yacht, put the kids on a boat

Put a brick in a figure the four

Got a stick, it's a Sig, it'll blow

Mix up a fo'

My b**h, Margiela on her toes

D**k up her soul

Look what I did in the bowl

Wipe that boy nose

I go get me a bag out the globe

I do not troll

I got pointers, these diamonds are bold

(4 times!)

They'll wipe his nose if I say so

It's a green light when I say "Go"

Ay, what you gon' do for a bank roll?

Move like the mob, I got hitters on payroll

Twenty racks cash on a lawyer, the case closed

Rap money turned me into an A hole

Don't tag me when it's gun smoke

I'm tryna knock off your block like LEGO

I'm tryna knock you off, send you to where nobody knows

My ice turned me anemic but I'm never freezing

When it's time to up the smoke

She said she diggin' my flow

I make her s**e and then suck my bro

We knock them down by the four

I still walk in with fire at all my shows

And I still put 30's up under all my Glicks

Double Ds on my sticks

Say she don't like me, hoe, suck my d**k

When it's beef we don't pick and choose

We got more cannons than Nick

He get put on the news or left on his d**k

Trying me like I'm a lick

Up the smoke

Diamonds they choke

F**k my bro

I'm in the white, Lamborghini, the Pope

Hunnid racks, they gon' take your soul

Glock with a three and a 0

Bought a yacht, put the kids on a boat

Put a brick in a figure the four

Got a stick, it's a Sig, it'll blow

Mix up a fo'

My b**h, Margiela on her toes

D**k up her soul

Look what I did in the bowl

Wipe that boy nose

I go get me a bag out the globe

I do not troll

I got pointers, these diamonds are bold

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