UP THE SMOKE (with Offset)

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Young Ryan, stop playin' with me
 EVRGRN with the heat (Hey)
 Woo, woo
 ♪
 Woo, woo
 Up-up the smoke, diamonds, they choke (Ice, Ice)
 Fuck my bro, I'm in the white Lamborghini, the Pope
 Hundred racks they gon' take your soul
 Glock with the three and the O
 Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat
 Put a brick in the fig of the four
 Got a stick, it's a Sig', it'll blow
 Mix up a four, my bitch, Margiela on her toes
 Dick up her soul, look what I did in the bowl
 Wipe the boy nose, I go get me a bag out the glow
 I do not troll, I got part of these diamonds a bowl
 I smoke with my feet (smoke), my bitch is the baddest could be
 Stack it and pray, go to sleep, I'm at the top of the peak
 We put baguettes on top of our teeth
 We put fire right under his beak
 I can't lie, I got shooters that creep
 She from Devry, she gon' suck me to sleep, whoa
 Switch up the flow, they gon' buy this for show
 Put the stick on your bitch if you hidin' for low
 There's a fifth of these young niggas ready to go
 Richard Mille set on my wrist, I'm the GOAT
 Tag on your hoe, tag on your toe
 Baguettes on baguettes, my neck overload
 Take off his cap, leave it right with his hoe
 Ain't no cap for me, the trap beat jumpin' like athletes (hey)
 I get cash, ya see, Lamborghini, niggas ain't fast as me
 Cookie, gas, the lean, I get the bag casually
 You niggas embarassin', this Audemars, this is a masterpiece
 Up-up the smoke (up it), diamonds, they choke (Ice, Ice)
 Fuck my bro, I'm in the white Lamborghini, the Pope
 Hundred racks they gon' take your soul
 Glock with the three and the O
 Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat
 Put a brick in the fig of the four
 Got a stick, it's a Sig', it'll blow
 Mix up a four, my bitch, Margiela on her toes
 Dick up her soul, look what I did in the bowl
 Wipe the boy nose, I go get me a bag out the glow
 I do not troll, I got part of these diamonds a bowl
 They wipe his nose if I say so (yeah)
 It's a green light when I say go (go)
 Ayy, what you gon' do for a bankroll?
 Move like the mob, I got hittas on payroll
 Twenty racks cash on the lawyer, it's case closed
 Rap money turned me to a A-hole
 Don't tag me when there's gun smoke
 I'm tryna knock up your block like Lego
 I'm tryna knock you off, send you where nobody knows
 My ice turned me anemic, but I'm never freezin' when it's time to up the smoke (Ice, Ice)
 She said she diggin' my flow
 I make her suck me and then suck my bro
 We knock 'em down by the four
 I start workin' with fire at all my shows
 And I still put .30's up under all my Glicks, double D's on my sticks
 Said she don't like me, ho, suck my dick (suck it)
 When there's beef we don't pick and choose
 We got more cannons than Nick
 He get put on the news or left on his dick
 Tryin' me like I'm a lick
 Up-up the smoke, diamonds, they choke (Ice, Ice)
 Fuck my bro, I'm in the white Lamborghini, the Pope
 Hundred racks they gon' take your soul (Hundred racks)
 Glock with the three and the O
 Bought a yacht, put the kids on the boat
 Put a brick in the fig of the four
 Got a stick, it's a Sig', it'll blow
 Mix up a four, my bitch, Margiela on her toes
 Dick up her soul, look what I did in the bowl
 Wipe the boy nose, I go get me a bag out the glow
 I do not troll, I got part of these diamonds a bowl
 

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Duration
03:08
Key
4
Tempo
143 BPM

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