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letra de smoke - no savage

[intro]
turn me up juu
d-mn
no way hozay!
wopo
mob [?]
dang
hey, hey juu, what the f-ck moe?
how the f-ck you turn me up like that man?
for real
yeah

[verse]
uh
i tried tell him a time and they didn’t believe the sh-t, yeah, wop
i spend a whole lotta racks like i don’t even need the sh-t, uh, yeah
i’m trying to pay for a drop, soon as i get it it’s lit, uh uh
shooting the glock 23, i fell in love with the way that b-tch hit, uh
mob ties i got a lot of this sh-t, uh
i don’t be hiding and sh-t
got to be tight when i go on a show
somebody might got to die in this b-tch
perc and the drank got me high as a b-tch
watching my steps and i’m fly as a b-tch
f-ck all the opps they be lying and sh-t
you even goofy for buying the sh-t
and these n-ggas goofy for selling the sh-t
heard a younging got jammed and he telling and sh-t
want to be where i’m at n-ggas jealous as sh-t
you can do what you want n-gga get off d-ck
and wherever i go be equipped with a stick
i ain’t chasing no b-tch i’ma get me a vic
heard it’s smoke in the air i’ma get me a hit
if he took one before he’ll take one again
see the 5 on this b-tch when you check out the gen
hear the screech on the street when we slide on his men
throw him a b-tch but i’m banging ‘em in
f-ck every b-tch i ain’t waiting a minute
i heard the sh-t that he said out his mouth
i put this glock in his grille like a dentist
bad ass younging like dennis the menace
too many b-tches and too many glizzies
hit off this peezy and drop off sixty
spin off a bar i’ma go off a sixty
i’m on the k and i’m f-cking with sixty
coming so much n-ggas calling me quitting
know that they did it but never admit it
back in the ninth i was shooting millennials
never a time that i stopped i was sending them
bro in the fed cuz of his f-cking adrenaline
ran up a check and i do what i suppose to
i put a ten on his ass and they smoked you
sh-t was a show i’m the n-gga who hosted it
n-gga got caught with his [?] and folded
call me a k!ller you know i ain’t [?]
blow up his car i’ma knock off the rotors
got on his lawn and them young n-ggas mowed it
f-ck her for hours but put on a trojan
whack n-ggas acting like somebody [?]
he only gave me that sh-t cuz he owe me
better be toting your gun you approach me
loving that switch and it steady be rolling
foot to the pedal i caught him he floated
sweet ass b-tch i just told her eat brodie
put on that mask while you whipping that potion
this what i do i’ma whip [?]
say that it’s smoke why the f-ck is you choking
n-gga got hit why the f-ck was he loafing
sending me death threats n-gga you joking
i’ma come shoot up your block like you told me
i hit the pack ‘til this sh-t look soapy
auntie come in cuz she smell this sh-t potent
bottles of water we serve out the ocean
ain’t no pacific but junkies be floating
uh uh, u- uh ain’t no pacific but junkies be floating
i don’t think they caught that sh-t man
ain’t no pacific but junkies be floating
haha, wopo
mob!
yeah!
b-tch!

- no savage

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