Who Want Smoke (Remix) Lyrics – Nardo Wick
I’m wakin’ up
I’m wakin’ up
I’m wakin’ up (Emkay)
I’m wakin’ up
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
***, who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
***, who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me? I’m tryna *** a *** lungs up
They be like, “Nardo, put them damn guns up”
*** that, say, “Big brother, bring them guns out”
When it’s smoke, we get to spinnin’ while the sun out
I ain’t never lackin’, I pump gas with my *** out
Scream out, “What’s happening?” then get to bussin’ ’til it run out
All these niggas hidin’, I’m like where they at? It ain’t no fun now
7.62’s, they big as hell, knock a *** lungs out
One, two, three, four
(Kick your door, get on the floor)
Five, six, seven, eight
(Don’t make no noise, I’ll eat your face)
Nine, ten, eleven
We ain’t gon’ say that number, we don’t *** with jakes
I’ma *** fourteen niggas if thirteen *** niggas play
I think my Draco might be gay (Why?)
‘Cause he blowin’ niggas
I just got a brand new Lolli
That’s a four nickel
Call me Nardo, yes, man
I don’t know niggas
You could send your best man
You gon’ lose your best hitta
What the *** is that?
What the *** is that?
That’s how I step on niggas
(How I step on these *** ass niggas, yeah, man, what?)
They be on my page like, “Slide for Von”, I know they trolling me (Cap)
Outside with your big homie be on, I keep them folks with me (Bop)
Got it back in blood, y’all just don’t know, that’s how it ‘posed to be (Shh)
Call him for a feature just to *** him ’cause we know he sweet (Grrah, grrah)
Uh, uh-uh-uh-uh, who the *** is that? (Yeah, yeah)
Bro gon’ check the door, look out the window, don’t forget the strap (Let’s get it)
I be on they ass, when I see opps I do forget I rap (I do)
I be on this *** wherever I at, I learned that from the ‘Raq (‘Raq)
He gon’ drink whatever a *** sell him just to say he ***
They be like, “He wasn’t even with that ***”, whenever a *** die (He gone)
Mercy on, will always lie to y’all whenever a *** die (True)
Saying a *** stable as they check just to keep y’all quiet (Let’s get it)
Bronem stomp his ass, better do what Nardo said ’cause niggas die for pumping gas (Boom)
Why you act like that *** so exclusive? ***, that’s public ass (Public ass)
Can’t no *** that we don’t *** come around, we stomp his ass
Nardo, Voice, creep up out the cut, we like, shh, shh
Nardo, Voice, catch him before he run, that *** go shh, shh (Grrah)
Ayy, who you killed? Steady talking like you did a drill (Gang)
We gon’ *** you sober, who done told you that I need a pill? (Gang)
Real deal stepper, put my toe on that boy
You Mickey Mouse, ***, you went and told on that boy
All my guns come with a switch ’cause I’m *** rich
I don’t type no tweets or throw no fists, get shot in your ***
Old *** steady tryna diss, *** up off my ***
Caught him leaving bingo with his *** and we send a blitz
Nardo tryna fight me ’bout the stick, it’s his turn to blick
I can’t even roll my opps in ***, *** don’t exist
One, two, three, four, niggas mad I *** they ho
Five, six, seven, eight, pussies got hit with this K
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, don’t got L’s, they gotta chase
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, hollows tips they hit his face
What the *** is that? (The ***?)
What the *** is that? (21)
Hit that lil’ *** from the back (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Pest control, who called ’bout rats? (***)
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us? (Who want smoke with me?)
Who want smoke with us? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with us? (*** ***)
Who want smoke with us, ***? (Brrr, ayy)
I be with real killers, I’m a rapping street *** (Street ***)
Copy, paste, delete niggas (Ayy)
Can’t wait ’til we see niggas (Okay)
Who want smoke? It’s free (Smoke it’s free)
All the oppers sweet, Swishers
Hop out middle of the street, hit him (Hit him)
Soon as he fell off his feet *** him
Been out all week, seen three R.I.P. pictures
All my shooters, all eat (All of them)
You can tell that we rich
Pull up balling, Swish, been on all of hits
Now I’m all legit (All legit), shout out Nardo Wick, *** (That’s lil’ bro)
One, two, three, four, *** the opps, them niggas hoes
Five, six, seven, eight, slam the rakes, we GDK
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, no mask, still ain’t go to jail (Brrr)
Hundred K checks in the mail, put that away just for bail
All the *** we used to sell, auntie house still got the smell
Fans be negative as hell, *** that ***, I just prevail
Ayy, y’all hold a hundred shells
Aim that ***, shoot everywhere
No Limit, I never care
Spin they block, they never there (***)
What the *** is that? (What the *** is that?)
What the *** is that? (What the *** is that?)
Cost a *** check, bop, touch my *** neck
