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Nun to Do Video (MV)




Performed By: Smoke Supreme
Length: 2:03
Written by: Connor Maxwell




Smoke Supreme - Nun to Do Lyrics




What you tryna do
I ain't got none to do
Tryna get into
Yuh, aye, yuh

Bitch I'm high as f*ck, I ain't got shit to do (None to do, aye)
I'm just tryna make some moves, girl wassup with you, aye
I just called up my plug, I think he comin' soon, aye (Comin' soon, aye)
We could do anything that you tryna do, aye
I just popped a tablet, feel like I'm on the moon (On the moon, aye)
Balenciagas and some Trues, keep a red Juul, aye
I just dropped a green pill in some orange juice, aye (Molly)
Raining like a hurricane, it's f*ckin' up my shoes, aye

Been doin' a lot of drugs but I'm way too young for this (A lot of drugs)
Been hittin' a lot of licks but I know what come with it, aye (A lot of licks)
Been sippin' on purple codeine, f*ckin' up my stomach quick, aye (Purple drank)
They say more money more problems, guess I'm way to young for this (A lot of problems, aye)
Look at my wrist so clean, still keep a glock with a beam, yuh (Shine, aye)
If you try f*ckin' with me, send a few shots at your team, aye (Bow, bow, bow)
Focused on stackin' these G's, focused on countin' this cream, aye (Bands)
Ferragamo on my belt, True Religion on my jeans, aye

I don't sneak diss on computers (Nah)
I just pull up with my shooters (Bow, bow, bow)
Got mac-11s and rugers
Choppa got titties like Hooters
F*ck around, you gon get neutered (Grrah)
Bullets that hit your medulla
Poppin' them shells out the Uber
F*ckin' the game. kama sutra
F*ckin' your bitch, I won't lose her
Smoke Supreme, I ain't no loser, yuh (Aye)

Bitch I'm high as f*ck, I ain't got shit to do (None to do, aye)
I'm just tryna make some moves, girl wassup with you, aye
I just called up my plug, I think he comin' soon, aye (Comin' soon, aye)
We could do anything that you tryna do, aye
I just popped a tablet, feel like I'm on the moon (On the moon, aye)
Balenciagas and some Trues, keep a red Juul, aye
I just dropped a green pill in some orange juice, aye (Molly)
Raining like a hurricane, it's f*ckin' up my shoes, aye
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What you tryna do
I ain't got none to do
Tryna get into
Yuh, aye, yuh

Bitch I'm high as f*ck, I ain't got shit to do (None to do, aye)
I'm just tryna make some moves, girl wassup with you, aye
I just called up my plug, I think he comin' soon, aye (Comin' soon, aye)
We could do anything that you tryna do, aye
I just popped a tablet, feel like I'm on the moon (On the moon, aye)
Balenciagas and some Trues, keep a red Juul, aye
I just dropped a green pill in some orange juice, aye (Molly)
Raining like a hurricane, it's f*ckin' up my shoes, aye

Been doin' a lot of drugs but I'm way too young for this (A lot of drugs)
Been hittin' a lot of licks but I know what come with it, aye (A lot of licks)
Been sippin' on purple codeine, f*ckin' up my stomach quick, aye (Purple drank)
They say more money more problems, guess I'm way to young for this (A lot of problems, aye)
Look at my wrist so clean, still keep a glock with a beam, yuh (Shine, aye)
If you try f*ckin' with me, send a few shots at your team, aye (Bow, bow, bow)
Focused on stackin' these G's, focused on countin' this cream, aye (Bands)
Ferragamo on my belt, True Religion on my jeans, aye

I don't sneak diss on computers (Nah)
I just pull up with my shooters (Bow, bow, bow)
Got mac-11s and rugers
Choppa got titties like Hooters
F*ck around, you gon get neutered (Grrah)
Bullets that hit your medulla
Poppin' them shells out the Uber
F*ckin' the game. kama sutra
F*ckin' your bitch, I won't lose her
Smoke Supreme, I ain't no loser, yuh (Aye)

Bitch I'm high as f*ck, I ain't got shit to do (None to do, aye)
I'm just tryna make some moves, girl wassup with you, aye
I just called up my plug, I think he comin' soon, aye (Comin' soon, aye)
We could do anything that you tryna do, aye
I just popped a tablet, feel like I'm on the moon (On the moon, aye)
Balenciagas and some Trues, keep a red Juul, aye
I just dropped a green pill in some orange juice, aye (Molly)
Raining like a hurricane, it's f*ckin' up my shoes, aye
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Writer: Connor Maxwell
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