Текст песни Smoke - 333Zilla

I'm on the road for days i don't fuck up no plays
She a pretty little bitch i might suck on her face
Gun on my hip might blow it in ya face
Bad little bitch gotta roll with the mace
Even tho i dip and i dabble ion play
Beat you right here lil nigga ion race
Fn spit it gon feel like some rain
When i talk to the lord ion take it in vain little thottie you done gotta stay in your lane
Keep bussies on my neck when i bathe
Don't pour that lean get high of my rage
Ion even eat bacon don't fuck wid no jakes
Can't smoke my blunt you ain't getting no taste
Free glitch out the cage ye beat that case
Had to show my baby momma how to beat that drake freal

That a bad bitch wanna turn up with me had a gun on my hip baby outside cannot slip Baby i know
You in yo feelings but don't open yo mouth unless you sucking on my dick baby i know

The fuck is u spending you come around me and i lulu your lemon
Got a grip on the weapon you fuck wid my kid and i send you to heaven
007 all black when i step in that seven-eleven i ran up the rackies i still got em guessing
Catch me outside and you know i got the fn on me

Bring my money right now today
Got a bad lil bunny spend a bag on her tummy disappear for the money right now get Paid
Energy shift dem demons outside g27 gon start a riot
Killy dem swift i advise you not i smoke so much i.d in the sky
Step so clean drip down in designer
Don't play wid da bid might lose your stick
Don't play at all might lose yo life
Feed offa energy choppa no nle windchestor seventy
Drip down in designer
Don't play wid da bid might lose your stick
Don't play at all might lose yo life
Feed offa energy choppa no nle windchestor 70

That a bad bitch wanna turn up with me had a gun on my hip baby outside cannot slip Baby i know
You in yo feelings but don't open yo mouth unless you suckin' on my dick baby i know