Look At The Smoke

[Intro: King Saca]
Yeah
Yeah, ay
Saca on the beat

[Hook: James Moore]
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay

[Post-Chorus: James Moore]
Yeah we hotboxing this bitch
Close the doors, close the shutters
Yeah we up out in this bitch
Going crazy, goonin hard
You know the crew and I be out here
Smoking loud and smoking proud
Don’t give a fuck about what y’all say
We be winning everyday, ay

[Hook: James Moore]
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay

[Verse 1: James Moore]
I said we winning every day
Goin’ crazy when they pay
And you know these people lame
Cause they all got shit to say
I’m out here geekin and I’m goonin
And y’all bitches out here losing
Yeah, you know it for a fact
That I’ll always have your back
Yeah, I’m always by your side
Til you stabbed me in the side
Know you laughing at my face
But I’ll always win the race
Go back in your fucking place, ay yeah
Finna roll one up without ya
That’s okay, anyways, ay yeah

[Hook: James Moore]
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay

[Post-Chorus: James Moore]
Yeah we hotboxing this bitch
Close the doors, close the shutters
Yeah we up out in this bitch
Going crazy, goonin hard
You know the crew and I be out here
Smoking loud and smoking proud
Don’t give a fuck about what y’all say
We be winning everyday, ay

[Bridge: James Moore]
Smoke my thoughts away, I’m okay
Yeah I know that you’re also on the road
Wanna go to that place that we know
Yeah, you know
I said you know

[Verse 2: King Saca]
Walk up in this bitch, all these girls ten times a penny
And tonight we gon’ party like the world is ending
Take one look around, said it’s hazy everywhere
All this smoke in the air like they lighting up a flare
Full Volume is the sound
More shots goin’ round
Bottles smashin’ on the ground
I can’t hear with all this loud
I just need to get out of this mad congested house
But I can’t get around
All these bitches do is shout
All these clouds like a storm
I think I need a little more
I think there’s vomit on the floor
I swear this bitch shows no remorse
Everybody mad faded like the lines on the pavement
And these bitches half naked (naked), happy belated
Hella faded, elevated, who let this bitch just escalate
I estimate that we been here since yesterday, freshly baked
Look at the smoke (smoke), look at this mess we made
Just brush it off like Crest toothpaste
I’m gettin’ checks on checks today
I think I’m running low on energy
Sweet dreams like it’s crème brûlée
(Look down) Look at these hoes, everybody passed out
(Look up) Look at the smoke, it’s up like gas now
(Bang, bang, bang…)

[Hook: James Moore]
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay
Look at the smoke
Look at the smoke, ay

[Post-Chorus: James Moore]
Yeah we hotboxing this bitch
Close the doors, close the shutters
Yeah we up out in this bitch
Going crazy, goonin hard
You know the crew and I be out here
Smoking loud and smoking proud
Don’t give a fuck about what y’all say
We be winning everyday

[Outro: James Moore]
Look at the smoke