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MoneyThaPlug - No Smoke Lyrics



MoneyThaPlug - No Smoke Lyrics
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Unknown drop that shit
Let's clear the air I'm hottest I don't gotta say it I got it
Big bro he a shooter but lil bro be the one that pop it
I came from nothin' like the projects
Finessin', schemin', and the robbin'
Found me a spot and set up like a auction
Pretty bitch throw up the blood like she Cardi
I'm thinkin' rich like I'm Roddy
Zip after zip made it flip now a young nigga poppin
Hop out the box with the chop, lil bro he savage no 21
How many bullets we got? A lot
Switch on the Glock this shit sound like a Minigun
You see the cash in my eyes imma get me some
These niggas bitches, period, once a month
They see me out and say that nigga up to sumn
Imma be a big dawg ain't no nigga I'm running from
Catch fifty shots if you think a about runnin' up
We don't do one on ones
F*ck a big homie them niggas don't teach me none
That's why I'm running off
Think about reaching for mine blow his hand off
Hop in that jag and I smash off
Luck I don't have lil bro come and smash y'all
I know they pissed off
Quick to shoot me a lil three Derek Fisher
Bro mixed the pot had to f*ck up the dishes
F*ck when I want when I f*ck her I'm different
Bro had a pound in the cup like
Bling Glitter
Bitch I'm that nigga whenever you done
Just come to the trap he could fix you a onion
I'm in the trap and it's open from Monday to Sunday
If you know me I'll get ya some money
Hop in the jag but I used to ride round in the tundra
You wanna kick it let's punt then
I call a play imma run it, my youngin' come shoot up ya function
If you think it's sweet
Soon as you label it's beef they gone be sliding every week
It don't matter to me
I brought the ladder with me
You beat feet 'fore my youngin beat you out ya jeans
I came from nothing. 'Knwn set me a screen.
My shooter trippin done popped him bean
He Bought too many Glocks to come shoot at ya team
I'm still at the trap tryna serve me a fiend
Nigga don't act like a opp and get popped for a stream
Nigga I been at the top I done mastered the streets
Nigga get shot if you ever come asking for me
I been bout it bout it I mastered the P
I'm on the block with the guys throwing hooks like Kareem
Nigga I move how I want I don't care how you think
Nigga I move how I want I don't care how you think
Yea, we be right in ya crib soon as you blink
Get up, where that shit at
I'm the nigga that get that get back
UnKnwn drop that shit
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English

Unknown drop that shit
Let's clear the air I'm hottest I don't gotta say it I got it
Big bro he a shooter but lil bro be the one that pop it
I came from nothin' like the projects
Finessin', schemin', and the robbin'
Found me a spot and set up like a auction
Pretty bitch throw up the blood like she Cardi
I'm thinkin' rich like I'm Roddy
Zip after zip made it flip now a young nigga poppin
Hop out the box with the chop, lil bro he savage no 21
How many bullets we got? A lot
Switch on the Glock this shit sound like a Minigun
You see the cash in my eyes imma get me some
These niggas bitches, period, once a month
They see me out and say that nigga up to sumn
Imma be a big dawg ain't no nigga I'm running from
Catch fifty shots if you think a about runnin' up
We don't do one on ones
F*ck a big homie them niggas don't teach me none
That's why I'm running off
Think about reaching for mine blow his hand off
Hop in that jag and I smash off
Luck I don't have lil bro come and smash y'all
I know they pissed off
Quick to shoot me a lil three Derek Fisher
Bro mixed the pot had to f*ck up the dishes
F*ck when I want when I f*ck her I'm different
Bro had a pound in the cup like
Bling Glitter
Bitch I'm that nigga whenever you done
Just come to the trap he could fix you a onion
I'm in the trap and it's open from Monday to Sunday
If you know me I'll get ya some money
Hop in the jag but I used to ride round in the tundra
You wanna kick it let's punt then
I call a play imma run it, my youngin' come shoot up ya function
If you think it's sweet
Soon as you label it's beef they gone be sliding every week
It don't matter to me
I brought the ladder with me
You beat feet 'fore my youngin beat you out ya jeans
I came from nothing. 'Knwn set me a screen.
My shooter trippin done popped him bean
He Bought too many Glocks to come shoot at ya team
I'm still at the trap tryna serve me a fiend
Nigga don't act like a opp and get popped for a stream
Nigga I been at the top I done mastered the streets
Nigga get shot if you ever come asking for me
I been bout it bout it I mastered the P
I'm on the block with the guys throwing hooks like Kareem
Nigga I move how I want I don't care how you think
Nigga I move how I want I don't care how you think
Yea, we be right in ya crib soon as you blink
Get up, where that shit at
I'm the nigga that get that get back
UnKnwn drop that shit
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Writer: Darrius Edwards
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Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Darrius Edwards

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