Ario - Voco Lyrics

Smokin' chillin'
Damn Matt, that shit's gas
Voco
Smokin' Chillin
Smokin' Chillin
Smokin' Chillin
Smokin' Chillin
Smokin' Chillin
Yeah, Ah
Smokin' Chillin
Yeah, Ah
Got drip in a cup and I'm dizzy
I'm clout on a nigger like a villain
Sitting on high end like a ceiling
End all that gossip when you speaking
I'm dripped yeah it's humid
A/C compressor legs to the ceiling
Got agua like you fiendin
Voco with that remix
Outside like a kitchen
Hot in here like a six
Whip fulla bitches
No complaint we just chilling
Smokin' Chilln
Smokin' Chillin
Smokin' Chilln
Smokin' Chilln
Smokin' Chilln
Yeah, Ah
Smokin' Chillin
Yeah, Ah
Outside like a kitchen
Hot in here like a six
Whip fulla bitches
No complaint smokin' chillin
Passenger look pretty
Big mouth and we eating
I do not eat pussy
Money more appealing
Finger flip you off
Pull you close to Jesus
Cannot trust a nigger
Spray paint no graffiti
Black on black like Reesha
Body so prestigious
Good bitch gone bad
Ario on a feature
So much smoke in the room like a hot box
Plenty hoes in here like a thot box
Muhf*ckah we motherf*cking lit
Humble as mind our own f*ckin' business
Gold plates on me like I'm lynched
Throw it back choke hold when I hit
If I hit it three times I'm gone
If I hit it once again then I'm
So much smoke in the room like a hot box
Plenty hoes in here like a thot box
Smokin' chillin'
Smokin' chillin'
Smokin' chillin'
Smokin' chillin'