Clear The Smoke

Keep me a stick this ain’t a lick
I’m too in love with them Dracos
Keep me a bitch who think she the shit
We gone go up on them hatin hoes

I’m not impressed with none of that shit
I’m tryna run up a Bankroll
I’m just a mess he got finessed
Ran off and got me a new phone

I’m tryna clear that smoke
These niggas runnin like hoes, yeah whoa
These niggas think I’m broke
Pockets always on swoll yea yea

Two hoes think I’m the goat
Both of these hoes my hoes , yeah whoa
I will never trust no hoе
I will give both of them smoke

I thеn jumped back to reality
Glizzy protection who said I was panicking
Send shots at da bottom
He keep poppin off imma about to send shots at ya balcony

He thought I was flexin but he got the message
I bet he know now not to fuck with me
On the way to the plug 200 in dubs he already know to look out for me
Them niggas was envious they go to a pillow and talk to ha

They sendin them shots from the sidewalk
Dat load on da way and we all eat
What the fuck is these lil niggas hatin bout
Stick and dat glizzy diamond my pendant pardon my soul

Handle your business why the fuck is you trippin these niggas hoes
Keep me a stick this ain’t a lick
I’m too in love with them Dracos
Keep me a bitch who think she the shit

We gone go off on them hatin hoes
I’m not impressed with none of that shit
I’m tryna run up a Bankroll
I’m just a mess he got finessed

Ran off and got me a new phone
I’m tryna clear that smoke these niggas
These niggas runnin like hoes, yeah whoa
These niggas think I’m broke

Pockets always on swoll yeah, yeah
Two hoes think I’m the goat
Both of these hoes my hoes , yeah whoa
I will never trust no hoe I will give both of them smoke

Boy you a bitch you and yo click I’m on the block with them rods out
Boy you not this no I’m not that
It’s only a few that’s gonna ride out
Im having my way betta get outta my way i’m in the fast lane

Murder my case if a fuck nigga play
I’ll buss a bitch brain
Two shots, three shots I put the K on him
The streets hot, he got knocked

They build a case on him
Re rock, halftime I made a zip off him
Smoking exotic might catch me a body Grady gone catch him a body
Keep me a stick this ain’t a lick

I’m too in love with them Dracos
Keep me a bitch who think she the shit
We gone go off on them hatin hoes
I’m not impressed with none of that shit

I’m tryna run up a Bankroll
I’m just a mess he got finessed
Ran off and got me a new phone
I’m tryna clear that smoke these niggas

These niggas runnin like hoes, yeah whoa
These niggas think I’m broke
Pockets always on swoll
Two hoes think I’m the goat

Both of these hoes my hoes , yeah whoa
I will never trust no hoe
I will give both of them smoke