Smoke Talk (feat. NLE Choppa)

I swear to god, I could never let 'em

My ex's above me, bitch, I'm doin' better

I'm drippin' and drownin' up in any weather

They call me Smoove'L, I'm the trendsetter

I shoot to the M, liquid chopper

Don't look for your bitch 'cause I got her

Her head game was so trash, made me so mad

That a **** had to stop her, dumb bitch

Don't act up, I'ma tell you right now, I'll act up

Old boy start movin' wrong, then the blood is drawn

Bitch, I'm blowin' your back up

**** say it's on sight, but it's not on sight

Stupid ****, you really think we gon' fight?

Bullets knock through his head give him noodle legs

Pussy, you just got ate like a Mike and Ike

Yum, Amber Rose, I can't lie, I want head from Amber Rose

Gotta see if that head real mentally ill

Make a young **** curl his toes

Ayo, bitch, say you stink, you need to go wipe your ass

Before tryin' to wipe a nose

I'ma bang on a pipe if you get our your body

I'll show that lil' bitch I'm straight out the fold

And I wanna fuck Hannah Montana

Tell her, "Pass me the phone, I don't do no cameras"

She done ask me a question, I never answer

That bitch loyal to you, I don't understand her

I jump on the bitch, turn up the heat

****, give me your plate, I gotta eat

But hold up, I'm done, I rocked up the party

I pass the bitch onto NLE, gang

Pass her to me, then she better be a freak

Why you take your clothes off? Baby girl, get on your knees

I'm fuckin' with models, fuckin' with strippers

Throwin' cash in the club because I'm a tipper

Bend it over, make her ass get bigger

Groupie hoes only takin' pictures

Posin' with this .30, man, a **** better not move wrong

We doin' what we rappin' and I put that shit in every song

When I bust a nut, I tell a bitch to put her shoes on

Get the fuck up out my house, a **** had to move on

I'm poppin' these Percs, I'm stuffin' my face

I keep me a lawyer, I'm beatin' the case

I think I won't beat it, I'm doin' the race

I'm runnin' away far from the Jays, ay

Ay, that Rollie, bitch's slimed out

They Glizzy and they .9 out

Yeah, that Rollie, bitch's slimed out

Glizzy got them .9s out

I swear to god, I could never let 'em

My ex is above me, bitch, I'm doin' better

I'm drippin' and drownin' up in any weather

They call me Smoove'L, I'm the trendsetter

I shoot to the M, liquid chopper

Don't look for your bitch 'cause I got her

Her head game was so trash, made me so mad

That a **** had to stop her, dumb bitch