8father - Smoke Lyrics

What you want?
I got smoke all summer long
Red lasers we gon point'em got a hunnit on'em
10 niggas on the roof we gon paint it on'em
It ain't storming but just know that we gon rain it on'em
Feel like Bobby how I'm moving with the money in my bag hoe
I walk through the door and you can tell I got a cash flow
I ain't for the talking you want smoke I got the gas hoe
Make this shit a hazard hope you niggas bought the passcode
Niggas always talk about the shit they on
Find a cheatcode in the system I ain't telling none
If I'm eating then we eating that's a given huh?
If you coming to my table better bring out something, Nigga
I'm that nigga that's gon bring it on
In the room but I ain't talking I'm a hunnit up
If I'm silent I don't trust you and that's on my mom
In the city we move heavy that's a traffic zone
Left my parents crib, got up on some better shit
Running up a brick, all up on my money shit
I ain't with a clique, all my niggas running shit
I ain't signing shit, unless it got a Mill in pay
All these niggas always talking bout the shit that they be doing
Till you learn that they ain't doing shit, they broke and they ain't moving shit
Instagram they talking shit, but too scared just to move a brick?
Scared to go and make a way, I see them and it make me say
I feel bad for'em, Ima pray for'em Dear Lord make a way for'em
Maybe give them something just so they can see something
Maybe teach them something just so they can be something
Why these niggas out here worried bout me?
Instead of writing up a hit they wanna make it bout me
I just smashed your baby mamma and she called me papi
Bet you ate up all the food from when I took er shopping
I just blew a check gotta get an account
Ima need like 2 hunnit Ms for I die
Boy don't try to flex when you stuck in a drought
Bitches want my dick so much I'm losing count
I just blew a check gotta get an account
Ima need like 2 hunnit Ms for I die
Boy don't try to flex when you stuck in a drought
Bitches want my dick so much I'm losing count