Lyrics SMOKIN WHOEVER - 916Koneko

(Is that, Chris?)
Grrah, grrah (Ayo Eli, What The Fuck?)
Grrah, grrah (Ayo Eli, What The Fuck?)
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah (DOA)
Grrah
Spinnin', we cruising, flockin' from behind
Double back, nobody hit the rewind
Like I got a TP, too many eyes and ears,
And niggas ain't really gon' ride
We stood outside, and we smoking-
Like GBG babies, everything for Naz
Like I feel like Bobby, now I'm talking hot
He dropped the dice, now he in a box
Headtap, now the nigga in the sky
I know a Dummy who thought he was Flash,
And tripped, and now that nigga got me high
Like I know some niggas who smoking my deads,
Tried calling they phone, forgot them niggas died
DOA, EBK, flocking for mine
Grrah, see thе demon in my eyes
Backdoor coming, nigga, no surprisе
Grrah
Boom!
Yeah
You can see the demon all in my eyes
Backdoor, nigga, that's a surprise
Turnt bitch, no the hoe she ain't shy
Got your bitch sucking dick in the ride
Dougie bustin', give my bro a high-five
I'm from Philly so I'm smoking on mine (Yeah)
Shooting out the window, mine, it got blinds
.40 wit' the switch, it make you blind
Tote up on your whole block with a TEC .9
Get around gang, ride with the coolie
All my killers be on hustle like, "Shh"–,
Take an S and H, all of my ooters
Got a rip, I'on make a foot [?]
Birkin bag, yeah she holding my boot up
I'm just calling plays right out of the Uber
Broke, did a hit right off a scooter
I get the drip from my walk like
Dougie and Uzi, just watch how we maneuver
I get the drip for my walk,
Like I almost sat for a blick, and that's all
Kay-Kay taking the risk,
It don't matter the cost
Get to any location, nigga I'ma toss
I almost [?] boom in the car, [?]
Adin Ross, you can shake off her raw
If I like what you dine, I'm taking, taking off
And I'm givin' my niggas
So they all could floss (Yeah, yeah)
Shake
Brrrt, ha!
Grraah, bop, yeah
Grraah, grraah
DOA,
Yeah, yeah
1600 OA, nigga
Spinnin' and cruising, flockin' from behind
Double back, nobody hit the rewind
Like I got a TP, too many eyes and ears
And niggas ain't really gon' ride
We stood outside, and we smoking–
Like GBG babies, everything for Naz
Like I feel like Bobby, now I'm talking hot
He dropped the dice, now he in a box