letra de smoke - meraki anoir
what’s the question
b-tch n-gga finna’ learn him a lesson
when i come through i’m through stressing
you b-tch n-ggas finna’ go straight to heaven
i just might k!ll ten maybe seven
funerals back to back gone need me a reverend
i want all of yawl necks no settling
finna’ shoot everybody give a f-ck bout the setting b-tch
ain’t no room for forgiveness
i wanna see dead bodies in the kitchen
i ain’t leaving til none of yawl n-ggas living
got the n-gga address he a duck f-cking sitting b-tch
and what you gave wasn’t giving
sh-t i get p-ssed off just reminiscing
f-ck you n-gga you gone see what you missing
havе your n-ggas begging for a retweet cause you’rе missing
cause you been feeling yourself
tryna take your anger out on me and think you healing yourself
revealing yourself, crossing me is just like suicide n-gga you k!lling yourself
tryna poker b-tch you dealing yourself
tryna makeup you concealing yourself
once i catch you you going straight to my bas-m-nt n0body gone hear if you yell
b-tch you play with my feelings i play with your life
shoot up yo sh-t in the middle of night
b-tch you look like a l!ck so i’m taking a bite
have your ass singing like brian mcknight
ain’t gone talk when i see you lil b-tch it’s on sight
take off your sh-t b-tch i’m ready to fight
i’ma choke your b-tch ass until you see the light
stuff your ass in the trunk ain’t gonna catch me tonight
h-ll nah
man f-ck you n-gga i’m so glad i never f-cked you n-gga
i’m finna come with the kung-fu n-gga
call me kenny off the henny finna humble n-ggas
i am the king of the jungle n-gga
step in the ring let’s rumble n-gga
finna punch your prefrontal n-gga
forty inch choke your ass with my bundles n-gga
let’s go
what the f-ck i look like b-tch it look like you tried me
i don’t know why
n-ggas wanna try me
now i’m riding up on you
n-gga you gone die
feel bad for your mama
when she see her son man she gone cry
and i don’t give a f-ck
tryna play me baby please you not that guy
b-tch i’m finna slide
seen him in the white
finna turn that shirt to tie-dye
sh-t i’m feeling bored hop in the accord
pull up on his friends do drive by
rob him til he dry
hog him til he tie
stab him in the head make a third eye
n-ggas wanna lie wanna make me cry
n-ggas wanna die
n-ggas must want smoke
b-tch yea
who the f-ck want smoke
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want smoke
b-tch yea
who the f-ck want smoke
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want smoke
b-tch yea
who the f-ck want smoke
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want smoke
b-tch yea
who the f-ck want smoke
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want
who the f-ck want
so all yall n-ggas that see me and be like
oh let me see if i can play her
let me see if i can f-ck on her
let me tell you something baby
it’s not worth your life okay
carry on
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