No Smoke (Freestyle)

F*ck nigga don't won't no smoke
 I heard you been plottin' on Badaxx on tha low
 Let off some shots spin let off some mo'
 Beat up tha block had to throw in some bows
 She tell me be easy f*ckin' her slow
 Don't suck my d*ck lil' b*th you gotta go
 If you catch a body keep that on tha low
 Slide in a stolo when it's time to sco'
 Ooo, ooo, she wet like some Fiji
 These niggas look up to me, they wanna be me
 I came from nothin' you see how they treat me
 Free Lil' D he be clutchin" a DB
 Nasty lil' b*tch want to lay up and please me
 Boot tf up, power up like Luigi
 Floatin' thru traffic just me and my BG's
 When I hit the scene all these bad b*tches greet me
 They see I'm turnt up got these f*ck niggas sour
 I want the money, the b*tches, the power
 I'm tryna blow up like the twin towers
 Pop me a bean f*ckin' shawty fa hours
 Made her go home and go hop in tha shower
 Thuggin' alone cause these niggas be cowards
 She ate up my kids, my nuts she devoured
 Ain't been myself I keep takin' these downers
 Thinking out loud, this shit off the brain
 My mama say she think I'm goin' insane
 If I catch a opp, hop out and let it rain
 B*tch you gon die if you go against the grain
 Boyz in my city wanna rap for a name
 Wanna get with the movement and go catch a stain
 Tryna stay focused and stay in my lane
 You don't got no purpose, get caught you gon sing
 That's when we pull up, bang bang he didn't get away
 Demons out late when it's dark and it's safe
 Take somethin' from me and they all gotta pay
 One step ahead cause I know where he stay
 I was thirteen on tha bock flippin' treys
 Kick thru your door like we comin' to raid
 Come thru with yappas f*ck up the parade
 I don't sip lean no mo, just lemonade
 Ya patna got hit up and you ain't even spray
 All that internet thuggin' get you in the grave
 Like RIP, I'm goin' up now they notice me
 Now all these bad b*tches wanna blow a G
 Hop out the van with a 223
 I'm steady rolin', fuck tha police
 F*ckin' a bourgeois b*tch skeetin' on tha sheets
 Got kicked outta school, I love runnin' tha streets
 Shootout at my show b*tch you ain't killin' me
 Imma ride round in traffic, draco on tha seat
 They say I'm up next waiting patiently
 We goin' up like major league
 Whoop that lil' b*tch like Jayda Lee
 If we spin tonight I didn't see a thing
 Tell her come suck on my ding-a-ling
 Big boy 40 can't fit in these jeans
 Look like a pimp how I walk with a lean
 P*ssy a niggas like lettuce, they green
 She open up (ugh) let me get in between
 Stick d*ck inside her she try not to scream
 We havin' more guns than the f*ckin' Marines
 She tell me slow down, tryna let off some steam
 I sleep with that rod that pistol in my dreams
 Cock back and boom left em dead on tha scene
 Left em dead on tha scene
 Cock back and boom left em dead on tha scene
 Left em dead on tha scene
 I sleep with that rod that pistol in my dreams (Pistol in my dreams)
 She tell me slow down,
 Tryna let off some steam (tryna let off some steam)
 YBKB... Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang