YungBoy Pay$on - NO SMOKE (feat. Yung Marco)

Been crossed
But you know my gang will never be the one to take a loss
Got the juice, you better stay inside When my dogs on the loose
Loose leaf, boy you a vegetarian you Don't want no beef
Death stroke, we mercenaries up on Any beat, no joke
You're broke, you're folding under Pressure so I know you going to choke
You provoke, now you can't handle When you get hit with the smoke
Get poked, like a procedure
I'm going in don't croak
Stay woke, and you'll forever regret the day that you spoke
Yeah
I'm a different type a nigga
Don't want smoke with me
Like I'm rolling up a swisher
Cutting through the opposition
I don't need no scissors
Screaming fuck the world
Till she feel me in her liver
They talking down on me
Cause they miserable and bitter
Acting like some frauds
Like some artificial mixture
In my element
Got the liquor in my picture
Had the whole trap lit
Like the flash on a picture
All about a check
Forget about the rest
If it ain't about the money
Forget about respect
If you hating on my name
Better come to me correct
Sending all them shots
Ain't none of it direct
I ain't even pressed
I'll say it with my chest
Get to acting crazy
Have them thinking I'm possessed
Got my name in they mouth
Man they obsessed
Keep it moving
Let them watch the game get finessed
Been crossed
But you know my gang will never be the one to take a loss
Got the juice, you better stay inside When my dogs on the loose
Loose leaf, boy you a vegetarian you Don't want no beef
Death stroke, we mercenaries up on Any beat, no joke
You're broke, you're folding under Pressure so I know you going to choke
You provoke, now you can't handle When you get hit with the smoke
Get poked, like a procedure
I'm going in don't croak
Stay woke, and you'll forever regret the day that you spoke
You say you really got it
But you never flaunt it
You know I got the smoke
But do you really want it
I got no respect for you not even a bit
Know if you talking
Then you get hit with the Blick
Your bitch know I am like a treat
An you fell for the trick
Wish that I could reverse time
Make the clock tock tick
You should never fuck with my dogs
You call me John Wick
Hit you in the spot
Better stay in when it's dark
It's your time of the month
Smell the blood like a shark
You tried to make it lit
But you can't even make it spark
We know that you a rat cause
You been hanging with the narc
Wanted you to see the point
Guess it was to sharp
Tried to put it together
Your missing all the parts
Acting like you know it all
Your missing all the smarts
Yeah
No smoke
No joke
Line you up no coke
Too cold no coat
Too good don't gloat
Don't care don't vote
Get a dub emote
Every time I come around
I'm giving free smoke
Yeah
I come around I'm giving free smoke
Bitch
Yeah

Written by:
Marcus Caroll, Preston Powell

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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