Smoke - G Herbo

My lil niggas itching he gon take on all missions

Better not play the field pussy I’m gon have my dog sick em

Shoot it out with the whole city, all 50s all glizzies

Pop out wearing black masks we know most of yall witnesses

War between some young niggas likely to involve bitches

Next thing got a wall for the deceased, room full of all pictures

FEDS wanna catch a nigga bad know they all wishing

I’m getting rich so suck a nigga dick I know that yall listening

Chains on me all glistening, blur a bitch vision

Difference is you in that 560, I’m balling out

But just like John Maranch you didn’t pick me

Bitch grizzly, thought I lost it but I really didn’t

Big frisbee, started on the block but I’m worldwide

Nigga I been trending before verified

When I saw a murder I wasn’t terrified

Stuck up in this shit like I’m paralyzed

Gangsters gon unite one day our day arrives

Thankful for my life I pray I stay alive

Movin like the man cuz I got bread now

I can’t let the fame get to my head now

Thousand dollar cash mil scullys on my head now

But niggas I was thugging with, gettin money with, they dead now

Paining me, keep flames with me, nigga black out, just see red I

Wised up, might contradict myself on shit I said

I be tryna slow up like Herbo, nigga use your head

Got a bodyguard but nigga be really dependent on that lead

Nigga not no reptile nothing but tears and bloodshed

Nigga not erectile but I keep one up in the head

Niggas fucked up in the head, you get one up in ya head

Feel like I’m one up in my head, niggas like what’s up in ya head

Oh that’s just tough luck cuz he scared niggas gettin tucked up in they bed

Oh you a killa?

Why you ain’t slayed?

What’s them face tats and them dreads

You a pussy boy, go on hits but you keep missing

You a rookie or hollows poppin through your skin like some cooking oil

He ain’t really with the sin, he a pussy boy

Go on let the smokers in we been lookin for us