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Stunna 4 Vegas - Up The Smoke feat Offset (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stunna 4 Vegas
Stunna 4 Vegas
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Offset
Offset
Composer
Corey Boone Anderson
Corey Boone Anderson
Songwriter
Amman Nurani
Amman Nurani
Songwriter
Khalick Caldwell
Khalick Caldwell
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cre8
Cre8
Producer
Evrgrn
Evrgrn
Additional Producer
Kevin Mccloskey
Kevin Mccloskey
Mixing Engineer
Danny Hurley
Danny Hurley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Elton Cheung
Elton Cheung
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Young Grind, stop playin' with me)
(EVRGRN with the heat, yeah)
Hey
(Produced by Cre8)
Hey
[Verse 2]
Up-up the smoke, diamonds, they choke (Ice, ice, ice)
Fuck my bro (Smash, smash)
I'm in the white Lamborghini, the Pope (White)
Hundred rack, they gon' take your soul (Hundred racks)
Glock with the three and the O (Glock)
Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat (Yacht)
Put a brick in the figure, the four (Hey, hey)
Got a stick, it's a SIG, it'll blow
Mix up a four, my bitch, Margiela on her toes (Margiela, Margiela, Margiela)
Dick up her soul, look what I did in the bowl (Bowl)
Wipe that boy nose, I go get me a bag out the glow (Bag)
I do not troll, I got pointers, these diamonds are bold
[Verse 3]
I'm smooth on my feet (Smooth)
My bitches, they bad as can be (Bad)
Stack it and pray, go to sleep (Stack it)
I'm at the top of the peak (Hey)
We put baguettes on top of our teeth (Woo)
We put fire in front of his beak (Grrah)
I can't lie, I got shooters that creep (Woo)
She from Devry, she gon' suck me to sleep, whoa (Hey)
Switch up the flow, they gon' bite it for sho' (Hey)
Put the stick on your bitch if you hidin' on low
It's a fifty, them these **** ready to go (Go)
Richard Mille sit on my wrist, I'm the GOAT (Woah)
Tag on your hoe, tag on your toe (Tag)
Baguettes on baguettes, my neck overloaded (Baguettes)
I'm havin' your captain go run to this pole (Captain)
Take off his hat, leave a rat with a hole
[Verse 4]
Ain't no cap in me, the trap be jumpin' like athletes (Hey)
I get cash, you see, Lamborghini, **** ain't fast as me (Skrrt)
Cookie, gas, the lean, i get the bag casually (Bag)
You **** embarassing', this Audemars, this is a masterpiece
[Verse 5]
Up the smoke, diamonds, they choke (Ice, ice, ice)
Fuck my bro, I'm in the white Lamborghini, the Pope (Let's go)
Hundred racks, they gon' take your soul (Uh-huh)
Glock with the three and the O
Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat
Put a brick in the figure, the four (Hey, hey)
Got a stick, it's a SIG, it'll blow (Four times)
Mix up a four, my bitch, Margiela on her toes (Margiela, Margiela, Margiela)
Dick up her soul, look what I did in the bowl (Bowl)
Wipe that boy nose, I go get me a bag out the glow (Bag)
I do not troll, I got pointers, these diamonds are bold (Four times)
[Verse 6]
They wipe his nose if I say so (Yeah)
It's a green light when I say go (Go)
Ay, what you gon' do for a bankroll? (Cash)
Move like the mob, I got hittas on payroll (Cash)
Twenty racks cash on the lawyer, the case closed
Rap money turned me to a A-hole (Uh-huh)
Don't tag me when it's gunsmoke
I'm tryna knock up your block like Lego (Okay)
I'm tryna knock you off, send you to where nobody knows (Huh)
My ice turned me anemic, but I'm never freezin' when it's time to up the smoke, uh (Ice, ice)
She said she diggin' my flow
I make her suck me and then suck my bro
We knock 'em down by the four (Uh-huh)
I stay walk in with fire at all my shows (On gang)
And I still put .30's up under all my Glicks
Double D's on my sticks
Said she don't like me, hoe, such my dick (Suck it)
When it's beef we don't pick and choose
We got more cannons than Nick (Fuck it)
He get put on the news or left on his dick (Ha)
Tryin' me like I'm a lick (Bitch)
[Verse 7]
Up the smoke, diamonds, they choke (Ice, ice, ice)
Fuck my bro, I'm in the white Lamborghini, the Pope (Let's go)
Hundred racks, they gon' take your soul (Uh-huh)
Glock with the three and the O (Glock)
Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat (Yacht)
Put a brick in the figure, the four (Hey, hey)
Got a stick, it's a SIG, it'll blow (Brrt, brrt)
Mix up a four, my bitch, Margiela on her toes (Margiela, Margiela, Margiela)
Dick up her soul, look what I did in the bowl (Bowl)
Wipe that boy nose, I go get me a bag out the glow (Bag)
I do not troll, I got pointers, these diamonds are bold
Written by: Amman Nurani, Corey Boone Anderson, Khalick Caldwell, Kiari Cephus, Nicolas Sebastian Berlinger, Offset
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