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lirik lagu who got smoke – bby laana

you said you on your way so if you comin then you coming, b*tch

my b*tches on their way so let me know who you coming with

heard you in the car with some b*tches i ain’t f*cking with

so let me know how far i grab the uzi and i up the stick

g o d b*tch

on the homies you be buzing buzing

no, i ain’t gonna say you not my blood i’m not your f*cking cousin

no, i’m not your b*tch i’m not your bae i’m not your f*cking woman

don’t call me with sh*t to say today b*tch i’m not wonder woman

got her on the boat she like laana can you hear me out?

make the b*tch repeat herself like sprint, can you hear me now?

i don’t want to share the n*gga i don’t got time for that

because if you cheat on me, i have my n*ggas push his lining back
i don’t want to hеar that, broke b*tch she so f*ck you

how you talking down on the n*gga but hе f*cked you

last time i seen you swear to god i shoulda upped you

i know you felt the vibe stop asking b*tches what i’m up to

beat the brakes off her swear to god i shoulda dust you

but i told your momma i ain’t gone touch you

i don’t even want to touch that n*gga if he touched you

f*cking grown n*ggas b*tch he look like your uncle

i don’t play that f*ck sh*t don’t do that sh*t today

don’t let n0body disrespect me that’s how i was raised

y’all catching sh*t like interception i think y’all got aids

suggested she don’t get the message unless we in her face

hmm. okay, we take a visit
exactly where she living

this b*tch rich as f*ck what she do for a living?

this b*tch look confused she keeps asking how we get it

well, i took off my shoes climbed through the window in the kitchen

you know that i’m a star

you know that i’m gonna shoot at you burnt n*ggas like you mars

ain’t nothing really scary all you got to say is raw

she going to look like and be scared as f*ck and act like she seen god

this seriously is pocket chain i got like eight on me

that’s why they got a lot to say that’s why they hate on me

this ain’t the rolling stones, b*tch don’t let my name roll off your tongue

i’m on my home alone sh*t, but this ain’t kevin i got slugs

coochie bouncing off his nuts, he keep asking me to f*ck
he want me to show him love, baby, i don’t got no love

f*ck the police always on me on feet

had you in a car, no seats

f*cking on chip bags and sheets girl, you out of pocket

you need to get that sh*t in line, i just thought about it

but nine times out of ten, i did forgot about it

i’m finna f*ck up the rims tore a new impala

i’m finna f*ck up some bands about some new designer

don’t sneak diss me though

cause i don’t got respect for b*tch trying to free load

we gonna get her in her lower body then we reload

now everybody cold n*gga very high zero

it roll little big o b*tch

if i don’t get what i want, then i throw fits

don’t ever try to text me off your iphone six

or i sale that sh*t on market and fifth

and i don’t answer questions so don’t ask me why

don’t ask me about your n*gga because he’s not that guy

the opposite of saweetie, b*tch he’s not my type

her condiments taste sweeter than this piece of pie

i’m sliding in the rental i’ll come get you where you at?

don’t try to sale no bullsh*t on the homies that ain’t thrax

your wig ain’t looking good that’s why you combing out the naps

if i ain’t eating steak i’m busting ramen out the pack

can’t name no other race they trust me because i’m black

chilling like a lion roaming in my habitat

you try to build a life without me b*tch, it’s gone collapse

can’t sleep without this chocolate b*tch, she need him like a frap

f*ck you b*tches talking about?

- bby laana

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