Smoke

(Load me up IV)

(Tay Keith this too hard)

I'm back in bag, they stealing my swag

But this the original flow (go)

If I see my opp then I'm peeling his boat (his boat)

Fuck a fourth of the lean, pour a pint on his toe (wait)

Now who won't the smoke? Yeah, I want the smoke (wait, wait)

Fuck all that talkin', let's meet at yo' door ((yo' door)

I'm Peda Roll Mafia, Big BabyLoc (yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I got tiny locs and I fuck with the folks (Crip, Crip)

And I fuck with the Joes and I fuck with the Bloods (facts)

My bitch leep the strap, I ain't fuckin' with studs (studs)

Just fucked a bitch, but I told her it's love (huh, huh, huh)

I was so down I looked up seen the sidewalk (sidewalk)

Me and my brothers, we played in the mud (that's on my mama) (mud)

I'm feeling Offset, I just might bussdown the Carti

So, bitch, if it's up then it's stuck (bussdown) (it's stuck)

What you gon' do when you up in that combat?

Bullet start hitting the back of yo' truck (truck)

My throwaway was a XD Compact

9 lemon squeeze was the one that I bussed (rrrah)

He want that beef put him up in a lunchpack (lunchpack)

I ain't smoke a opps that was killed out of love (facts)

I'm getting high, lil' baby, that's a fun fact (gang)

But marijuana is my only drug (gang)

I'm off a ex lap, tryna give a dirt nap

Came from a perc, yeah, it must been a dud

I'm tryna bump on this beef, I like contact

Niggas was scared to come out where we was

Hollow tips hit 'em, explode on contact

Rip him up, quickest way get him a bust

He don't drop videos 'cause he too broke

To go buy him some clothes, nigga a bum

Ar flip a car, rip through the motor

It sound like explosives, bunch of alarms

I got a switch on a nine with a drum

It's so fast, no braggin', no way he can run

I don't feel sympathy, turn to a memory

Cuttin' my dawg up for me and the bruhs

I got some good smack, tying my backpack

Hit it with superman, turn it to fudge

I'm feeling shiesty I just put his mans in durk

So tell 'em to get it in blood

I'm Uncle Elroy, these rappers Day Day

I swear these niggas my lil' bitty boys (lil' bitty boys)

When I got locked up it's was for robbery

Went back to school then they gave me a board (they gave me a board)

You got me fucked up thinkin'' bout robbing me

Up with that Drac', make him mission abort (abort)

I got into it when we play the basketball

I was the first to take shit off the court (wait)

I'm on the block, man, I feel like Marc Gasol

I was just plotting on robbin' the source (source)

I lay 'em down, make 'em count to a thousand

He move, he gon' die before he make a choice (yeah, yeah, yeah) (don't move)

Look in his I can tell he a bitch

Man, I know he didn't hop off the porch, he was forced