All da Smoke

You it, I'm it, everybody it

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke, smoke

Yeah

Slatt

Stackin' it tall (Thugger)

Every **** out my city became a boss (Became a boss)

Dolce, Rollie, holy moly, no days off (Woo, woo)

Pyrex, cook it up like Kyrie, trade you off (Let's go)

Green and white like Celtics, don't play with me, play with a fork (Play with a woop)

I'm superior, I'm imperial, I ain't feelin' you (Ooh)

I could eat me some heroin or buy a brick (Yeah, yeah)

I got Barry Bonds on my wrist (Yeah)

Blowed your college fund on my bitch (Woo, woo)

Out the slums, takin' a chance, totin' tommy guns (Brrt)

Left out of school, started sellin' rocks, bought me a drop (Skrrt)

Cartier frames, Cartier rings, Cartier socks (On God)

Homicide Gang, they gon' put you on Fox (Homicide, Homicide)

Putang ran up a whole M sittin' in the box (Facts)

My dog rock a Rollie in the feds, ****, and still move blocks (Facts)

We had the bando goin' crazy in the SWAT's (In the what?)

Ten-four, they runnin' up on all the opps

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke (Aw, yeah)

We want all the smoke (Huh)

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke (Huh)

This money turnin' me on, ayy

This money turnin' me on (On, turn me on)

I'm thinkin' out loud, but these hundreds got a **** gone (Woo)

Far gone, I'm so gone on it

Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah, yeah

Take the factories off and gon' and lift it up, yeah yeah (Lift it up)

Cash all on your bitch, she on the livin' room floor (Yeah)

Havin' a private party, you know how that go (Let go)

Music all in my ears, instruments in my ears (What?)

I'm in the backyard feedin' deers (Then what?)

I'm in a penthouse poppin' seals (Then what?)

I got pom-poms in my rear (Woo)

Chanel CoCo in my dear (CoCo)

I missed a couple shows for my deal

If I could take it back, I will (If I could take it back on 'em)

And don't you take that to the head (No)

You know I got you in my will (Yeah)

Told big dawg bring the bricks in

Got a hundred more at the crib (Ayy)

Make the dope do the windmill (Yeah)

**** swing through at your wheels (Brrt)

They done quoted two of 'em killed, and I was in Miami countin' a mil' (Ayy)

I told my bitch, "No more ass shots"

She stopped all the way like a stop sign when it's traffic time

My diamonds dark brown like Budweiser (Like Budweiser)

Count a half a mil' with my bitch, now her feelings sloppy (Yeah, yeah)

Came up out the projects, ain't have shit, yeah (On God)

I wiped a **** nose for a ticket (Slime)

Hit it from the back (Yeah)

Make her say slime, say slatt (Yeah, yeah)

How you dig that?

Whipped up the fish Parkay and got racks, ayy

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke (Yeah)

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke

We want all the smoke