ProblemChilddz - All the Smoke (Intro)

Ha...
Yeah...
We want all the smoke
Problemchilddz...
I gotta get to the stacks
I need all the smoke for the bag
My brodies fade away, 10 toes down in the face of the prey
I took yo bitch to the end zone
I strike up my pose then it's back to the friend zone
Run that 44 like Chris Johnson
I pick and pop when I'm locked in
I made it far down the road on my own, I roll up a Dutch while I cruise on control
(Ha)
Puff on that sticky inhale all the smoke
I can't stop til I'm dead
Don't really care what they gonna say
I got plots in my head
Take my niggas all the way
Which way we going, put cash away for rainy days
Want all the smoke, I'm on it right now
I can't wait for no one
Stay on my shit, don't wish and wait
I want it all from the jump
Deep in the trenches, they gon feel me like I'm really they blood
Got off the bench and I keep pulling like I can't miss
Let's get this money all in, brodie take a risk
We want all the smoke, we got fit ass coats
We want all the smoke, we got fly ass clothes
We want all the smoke, my brodie stay on go
We want all the smoke, we want all that...
We want all the smoke, we got fit ass coats
We want all the smoke, we got fly ass clothes
We want all the smoke, my brodie stay on go
We want all the smoke, we want all that...

Written by:
JhonTay Bryant, Stephon Bryant

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