Ha, niggas talking shit all the time, nigga, YSR Stan ' back, nigga
New year, new me, nigga, we droppin' bangers steady, f*ck is you talkin' bout
What?
Ayy, Mr Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to waste, so f*ck you round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking, turn him to a ghost
Niggas tryna act like they some gangstas, they be just some hoes
Smoke exotic gas before you know it, I'm up in my mode
High as hell, I wish that I could see, but this booth is smokes
Turn it down, they tryna turn me down, but I keep goin' up
Broke the code, my favorite type of song, when I be goin' home
Can't be home until I stack this bread, till that bitch can't fold
Please don't hit my line about us linkin', that ain't finna happen
See my favorite potna, say what's up, man what's f*ckin crackin'
Ayy, Mr Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to wait, so f*ck you, round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking, turn him to a ghost
Ayy, brodie just put on a beat, I be goin
Beserk, you would think that I'm off of the percs
But Ion be doin' no drugs, but shit, I be buzzin
I can't lie, shit, I was swervin', UAV status
You know I'm observing, niggas stay talkin', they pockets be hurtin
Niggas be lamin', I swear that's for certian
Ayy, bring it back, we gon' smoke some Kush
And we gon' kick it back like chill, relax
I'm up in this booth and I'm just spittin' facts
Like who is you? tryna talk to us-
I'm like, who is you?
You can't talk to us, we just up as f*ck like-
Ayy, Mr. Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to wait, so f*ck you, round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking turn him to a ghost
All that talk a turn him to a ghost
Pussy nigga swear he really do the most
Ayy, every time I'm in the booth, you know I'm-
Ayy, every time I'm in the booth, you know I'm gone
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Ha, niggas talking shit all the time, nigga, YSR Stan ' back, nigga
New year, new me, nigga, we droppin' bangers steady, f*ck is you talkin' bout
What?
Ayy, Mr Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to waste, so f*ck you round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking, turn him to a ghost
Niggas tryna act like they some gangstas, they be just some hoes
Smoke exotic gas before you know it, I'm up in my mode
High as hell, I wish that I could see, but this booth is smokes
Turn it down, they tryna turn me down, but I keep goin' up
Broke the code, my favorite type of song, when I be goin' home
Can't be home until I stack this bread, till that bitch can't fold
Please don't hit my line about us linkin', that ain't finna happen
See my favorite potna, say what's up, man what's f*ckin crackin'
Ayy, Mr Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to wait, so f*ck you, round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking, turn him to a ghost
Ayy, brodie just put on a beat, I be goin
Beserk, you would think that I'm off of the percs
But Ion be doin' no drugs, but shit, I be buzzin
I can't lie, shit, I was swervin', UAV status
You know I'm observing, niggas stay talkin', they pockets be hurtin
Niggas be lamin', I swear that's for certian
Ayy, bring it back, we gon' smoke some Kush
And we gon' kick it back like chill, relax
I'm up in this booth and I'm just spittin' facts
Like who is you? tryna talk to us-
I'm like, who is you?
You can't talk to us, we just up as f*ck like-
Ayy, Mr. Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to wait, so f*ck you, round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking turn him to a ghost
All that talk a turn him to a ghost
Pussy nigga swear he really do the most
Ayy, every time I'm in the booth, you know I'm-
Ayy, every time I'm in the booth, you know I'm gone
New year, new me, nigga, we droppin' bangers steady, f*ck is you talkin' bout
What?
Ayy, Mr Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to waste, so f*ck you round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking, turn him to a ghost
Niggas tryna act like they some gangstas, they be just some hoes
Smoke exotic gas before you know it, I'm up in my mode
High as hell, I wish that I could see, but this booth is smokes
Turn it down, they tryna turn me down, but I keep goin' up
Broke the code, my favorite type of song, when I be goin' home
Can't be home until I stack this bread, till that bitch can't fold
Please don't hit my line about us linkin', that ain't finna happen
See my favorite potna, say what's up, man what's f*ckin crackin'
Ayy, Mr Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to wait, so f*ck you, round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking, turn him to a ghost
Ayy, brodie just put on a beat, I be goin
Beserk, you would think that I'm off of the percs
But Ion be doin' no drugs, but shit, I be buzzin
I can't lie, shit, I was swervin', UAV status
You know I'm observing, niggas stay talkin', they pockets be hurtin
Niggas be lamin', I swear that's for certian
Ayy, bring it back, we gon' smoke some Kush
And we gon' kick it back like chill, relax
I'm up in this booth and I'm just spittin' facts
Like who is you? tryna talk to us-
I'm like, who is you?
You can't talk to us, we just up as f*ck like-
Ayy, Mr. Smokey, smokin' on that gas fo sho
Gotta go, cause aint got time to wait, so f*ck you, round me fo?
Look like cheddar bob, the way he swing, cause he can't tote the pole
Must be out his top for all that talking turn him to a ghost
All that talk a turn him to a ghost
Pussy nigga swear he really do the most
Ayy, every time I'm in the booth, you know I'm-
Ayy, every time I'm in the booth, you know I'm gone
Writer: YSR Stan, Stanley Iskawski
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid