Smoke

[Intro: FYB J Mane]
Brrt, brrt
FYB, 2017 shit, J Mane
Glah, ayy

[Chorus: FYB J Mane]
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Smoke J Money mixed with Vito)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Glah, glah)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Bah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo
I got money, I don't need hoes (Let's get it, glah)
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (L'A, I smoke Chino)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Smoke J Money mixed with Vito)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Like a burrito)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Glah, bah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo (Brrt, 'rrah)
I got money, I don't need hoes, let's get it

[Verse 1: FYB J Mane]
Niggas hoes, get exposed, niggas bitches (niggas bitches)
Run up on him with a gun, clip extended (Grrt, bah)
One call, Crazy Chris'll get him missin' (Crazy Chris)
One call, have him sleepin' with them fishes (Crazy Chris)
Bitch, I been a real nigga since a midget (Since a shorty)
From these fuck niggas, gotta keep my distance (Out my way)
All I see is blue hundreds in my visions (Blue cheese)
Two thousand dollar shoes, bitches listenin'
Yeah, I'm my daddy son, keep it pimpin'
Thick big booty bitch all up in the kitchen
My boys pull up, shoot shit, Steph Curry (Like Steph Curry, pussy)
Bitch, we got army guns, we never worried (We never worried, nigga)
We got Dracos and a lot of thirties (Dracos, pussy)
Bro'll leave him dead in a hurry (In a hurry, pussy)
Bitch, we got Dracos and a lot of thirties (Grrt, 'rrah)
Bro'll leave him dead in a hurry

[Chorus: FYB J Mane & FBG Duck]
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (I smoke L'A, I smoke who?)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Ah, you wanna match fool?)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Dope)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Woah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo (Gang, gang, gang)
I got money, I don't need hoes, let's get it
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (I smoke L'A, I smoke who?)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Ah, you wanna match fool?)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Dope)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Woah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo (Bah)
I got money, I don't need hoes, let's get it

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
People ask me what I've been through, I say, "Hell and back" (Hell and back)
I done did a lot of shit, but I can't tell you that (Shh, I can't tell you that)
My homie say he want them Ps, bro, I can't mail you that (You trippin', I can't mail you that)
I buy that shit just to smoke it, I can't sell you that (Anyways)
I mix L'A up with Chino (Whatever)
I mix Baldy up with Vito (Mm, whatever)
Run up on me, get shot like free throw (Mm, whatever)
I get head by two freak hoes (Mm, whatever)
I'm a bully, call me Deebo (Bah)
Probably take your shit like repo (In hoodies)
You a pussy nigga, we know (Let's get it)
You a pussy nigga, we know (Ah, Money)
When I'm in Cali, I be boolin' (I be boolin')
Shout out my bros, shout out my moolies (My moolies)
Shout out the hoes that be choosin' (Bitch, haha)
When I'm on the block, bitch, that's normal (Gang-gang)
We insane, we ain't normal (Never)
Probably slide and shoot up Normal (Brrt, Money)

[Chorus: FYB J Mane & FBG Duck]
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (I smoke L'A, I smoke who?)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Ah, you wanna match fool?)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Dope)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Woah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo (We know)
I got money, I don't need hoes, let's get it
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (I smoke L'A, I smoke who?)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Ah, you wanna match fool?)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Dope)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Woah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo (We know)
I got money, I don't need hoes, let's get it