Shea Michael - Blow Smoke

I just blew my revenue on this woman
Here baby hold onto my wallet
Grabbing the Visa right out my back pocket
I saw you my eyes fell right out their sockets
I told you that music controlling my heart
And you hear till death do we part
Baby you're pretty but that don't mean nothing
When all that you do is blow smoke like fart
(Ayy)
Blow smoke like a (fart noise)
(Ayy yeah what did he say)
Blow smoke like a
(Ayy yeah Ayy)
Did he say a fart or a cart either way that bar be hard my God
Blow smoke like a
She taking my skinny jeans home
All of my clothes
My closet is empty this hoe
Got her a daddy that's buying her wardrobe
But she still need mine
My favorite cargos
Are in her possession (Oh no)
Apostrophe medicine use for my acne
She hid in her coat
Confront her about it she only be blowing me smoke like hoe I know (Oh shit)
That you be taking my shit when I ain't observing
But baby listen to these verses
I caught already but don't see me hurting
I knew when I met you I needed insurance
We went to the studio she reassuring my courage
Shea that is hot
Said baby you too time to call you an Uber I got some more music recording so shut the fuck up
Bitch I'm sorry I didn't mean no disrespect (yuh)
It's just that when you said that my music sounding better when I ain't tryna make a threat (huh)
You clearly don't listen don't threaten I get
What I want when I want
Don't need your opinion
No guns in my music so I'm gonna tell you once again please bitch just shut the fuck up (oh shit)
Let me tell you baby this song wasn't about you
But you made it about you
Hit my celly
On that Jeremih ain't no tellin
I just blew my revenue on this woman
Here baby hold onto my wallet
Grabbing the Visa right out my back pocket
I saw you my eyes fell right out their sockets
I told you that music controlling my heart
And you hear till death do we part
Baby you're pretty but that don't mean nothing
When all that you do is blow smoke like a fart
(Ayy)
Blow smoke like a (huh)
(Ayy take your kids out the room for this next part)
Blow smoke like a
(Ayy yeah Ayy) (Oh they ain't even ready)
Did he say a fart or a cart either way that bar be hard my God
Blow smoke like a
Overtime to make up for the gas
That she been wasting as I whip her ass
Around the city don't ask for a fifty
I don't ask for nothing but a little kitty
She being stingy so we took a break
And now she throw it all up in my face
I don't waste time with a hoe that be draining my wallet then take my closet to the raid
At the smoke sesh the call me pots and pans (haha)
They love me when I do my fucking dance (Uzi)
In my pair of MC Hammer pants
With a microphone tucked into the band
Whip it out spinning records no blocks
Paper and pencil do not hold a Glock
See baby I told you that I ain't packing a rod
Well except beneath my pants that are hot (shit)
She Selena Kyle
That female and feline hostile style
I drove twenty miles scooped her
And hit the McDonalds drive thru
Almost crashed I had to eye you
You know you so fine boo boo
And I'm only writing cause I cry without you
You doubted my loyalty to you
So meet me at home and stay out of this Stu
This one of the last sessions for the album so right now we're just having fun
All jokes
All love
I miss you
I just blew my revenue on this woman
Here baby hold onto my wallet
Grabbing the Visa right out my back pocket
I saw you my eyes fell right out their sockets
I told you that music controlling my heart
And you hear till death do we part
Baby you're pretty but that don't mean nothing
When all that you do is blow smoke like fart
(Ayy)
Blow smoke like a
(Ayy what did he say huh)
Blow smoke like a
(Ayy yeah Ayy)
Did he say a fart or a cart either way that bar be hard my God
Blow smoke like a
Ayy
What did he say
Did he say fart or a cart either way that bar hard

Written by:
Ken Harris, Shea McElligott

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