Phill Israel & Raj Beats - Smoke Lyrics

Che Che Che Che Che Che Check out my melody
Pull up in something same colors that Berry's be
Blowing on something that taste like strawberries
Thick yellow bone beauty look like Halle Berry
I'm drippin so heavy my flow Aquafina
I married this money my wife she a diva
Addicted to paper this money addiction it keep me in places that people be wishing
That they can vacate to a million God bless you's
Just keep up your vision and don't let them test you
Or mental digress you and send you some place
That your mind can't compute to I'm telling you
Shit could get crazy I pull up Mercedes
I jump out 380 you don't want these issues
Your bitch she a miss you she hit me like miss you
I pull up I hit it then back to these digits
A one of a one nigga to keep it specific
I hit the pacific and holla at migo
He got them for the low the tree and the gringo
I need that dinero them dollars and pesos
3 pointers they shining 3 birdeys to woods in this bitch
I'm so thorough I run through your borough
I holla at mami like holla at papi go get the pedico then dame, ese, culo
I N b a nigga like James cause I'm worthy
Two bitches they flirting and I'm thinking dirty
Pull up in the wraith so they know that it's money
Pull up to the seis now it's dick in the tummy
Got dammit I'm ballin like my name was Kobe
I'm hittin three pointers like I was Ginobili
You gettin the paper Missouri state show me
Cause all of that talkin don't do nothing for me
I'm tellin you niggaz be lame over bitches
I keep it 100 and just rain on these bitches
Don't f*ck with f*ck niggas cause they turn to snitches
6 ninin' they pointing my diamonds be shinning
I'm blinding you niggaz you Stevie no wonder
Pull up like a storm then I hit you with thunder
Them forties keep spinning these bitches keep bendin' and
I keep on winning I tell you it's nothing
This track had to f*ck it and flip it your bitch in the kitchen
She f*ckin and whippin that boy on his business
I keep it consistent and beat up the beat like a pimp this my bitches
The road to riches you niggaz fictitious fugazi and bitches no homo
I'll bust out this 44 and send you some place that you really don't want go
Please nigga don't try me it's really that simple
God damn