Lyrics

[Chorus]
Cigarette
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Lights down low, I see her silhouette
Oh-oh-oh
Popped one, told me she don't feel it yet
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere'
How damn high are you trynna get?
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere'
Popped one, told me she don't feel it yet
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere'
Slow down, yeah, yeah
Carns Hill Production
[Verse 1]
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere' scary
My boy got two trap phones, gettin' hairy
I understand why your girl wan' stare me
I'm in the party, and my diamond's blaring
I step to their block and the boy dere fear me
They understand dat I get cheffey and teary
Tear out the block right now, aye, tear out dis new handting, let me see how it sounds
Spin the block right now, let's zoom
I wanna hear how dis handting booms
You should know I ain't no regular dude
I'm rude, but the opps only spin in their tunes
It's true
He told my man, "Get in the booth"
We all know he ain't tellin' the truth
I got Luger 9s in my clip
I'm live for Itch
I'm live for Loose
I had your bitch
I had my 2s
I mind my own
I'm getting Fulus
I was on the opp block playin' Duck, Duck, Goose
Where it's nuttin' but bap, bap, zoog
What you know about takin' the oath?
Anytime I'm in the booth
All set to say nuttin' but the truth
What you mean why I cut out the ends?
Didn't you know I'm still gettin' Fulus?
[Chorus]
Cigarette
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Lights down low, I see her silhouette
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Popped one, told me she don't feel it yet
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere'
How damn high are you trynna get?
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere'
Popped one, told me she don't feel it yet
I stay far from dem man cah dem boy dere'
Slow down, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
I watched most one here to myself
And I came out of jail and thought I could Bend It Like Bekham
From young, I always have my thing on me
And no, I didn't come from Peckham
And yes, I done my man dirty
He knows how I move wit' that weapon
I thank God that I came out the trench
'Cause I come a long way from a man that seen strap
My gang's outside, they'll tell me what's the deal
Mob ties one gypsy to Brixton ill
Who don't hear my fill
Why you think man got dem caught with a still
Why you think man dem got shoved in the main vault
Why you think man dem got sh and got sh, sh, sh, sh, sh
Moral of the story, don't talk of the hill, don't bother
Aye, better not talk on Itch
Huh, I might stretch
Louis good at getting whole lightbulb
Gangs outside, they've a door on Twitch
Not a man dem know what we did to that strip
It is what it is
Snoopy rip the standing it glitch, take the spare off, one pop, flip the switch
[Chorus]
Cigarette
Oh-oh-oh
Lights down low, I see her silhouette
Oh-oh-oh
Popped one, told me she don't feel it yet
How damn high are you trynna get?
Popped one, told me she don't feel it yet
Slow down, yeah, yeah
Written by: Carns Hill, DoRoad
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