Abee the Artist - You Want Smoke

You want smoke
You don't smoke
You said you tote
You don't tote
Put you on camera roll yuh
Aye, aye, aye
You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side

You said we bro's
I don't know
Is that your shorty
I don't know
You left her lonely
Then I go
She askin for them bands I told that bitch that I was broke
Just gave that bitch some pipe I hit the gas and then I float
Just bought some new J's got two of the same but I hate that bragging and boast
Stop saying my name just stay in your lane
I seen y'all awhile ago
You said it's on sight with a nigga you niggas is pussy where did y'all go
Where did y'all go
My wrist froze
All I know

Nigga you want smoke
You don't smoke
You said you tote
You don't tote yuh
Put you on camera roll yuh
Aye, aye, aye
You can't come to this side yuh
You can't come to this side yuh, aye, yuh, aye
You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side

Brody tote that Call if Duty chopper
Shoot you in ya ass make ya doctor see a doctor
You run like forest won't get far
All black tinted with the big stars
The bitch got range no rover
Pull off in a ghost no chauffeur
Need 250 on the dash no lower
Speedin though the city with ya bitch I showed her
She gave me good head and I crashed in Lake Shore
Fix it up get a new bitch go slower
Need a milli on me right now I feel it getting close
Imma get this shit regardless don't you say that we were closer
Cause I don't know ya
I never knew ya
I gotta ask ya

Nigga you want smoke
You don't smoke
You said you tote
You don't tote
Put you on camera roll yuh
Big bank I take it home
This side
This side, You can't come to this side
This side, You can't be on this side
This side, You can't come to this side
This side, You can't come to this side

Written by:
Doubah Joseph

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