Smoke

[Intro]
Load me up, IV
Tay Keith, this too hard

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
Im back in my bag, they stealin my swag
But this the original flow (Flow)
If I see a opp, then Im peelin his bow (Woah)
**** a fourth of that lean, pour a pint on his toe (Word)
Now , who want the smoke? Yeah (Word, word)
I-I want the smoke
**** all that talkin, lets meet at yo door (The door)
Im pita roll mafia, Big BabyLoc ( Yeah, yeah, yeah, Crip)
And I got tiny Locs (Crip)
And I **** with the folks and I **** with the joes
And I **** with the Bloods (My blatts)
My bitch keep a strap, I aint ****in with studs (Studs)
Just ****ed a bitch but I told her its love (Huh, huh)
I was so down, I looked up seent the sidewalk (Sidewalk)
Me and my brothers, we played in the mud (Thats on my mama)
Im feeling Offset, I might just bust down a Carti ( Carti)
So bitch, if its up then its stuck (Bust down, stuck)
What you gon do when you up in the combat
Bullets start hitting the back of yo truck (Truck)
My throwaway was a XD compact
9 lemon squeeze was the one that I bust (Grrah)
He want the beef, put him up in a lunch pack (Lunch pack)
I aint smokin opps, they was killed out of love (Facts)
Im gettin high lil baby, thats a fun fact (Gas, gas)
But marijuana is my only drug
[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Im off a ex lap, tryna give a dirt nap
Came from a Perc, yeah, must been a dud (Yeah)
Im tryna bump on this beef, I like contact
Niggas was scared to come out where we was
Hollow tips hit him, explode on contact
Rip him up, quickest way get him a buzz (Bow, bow, bow)
He dont drop videos cause he too broke to go buy him some clothes
That nigga a bum
AR flip a car, rip through the motor (Grr, grr)
It sound like explosives, a bunch of alarms
I got a switch on a 9 with a drum
Its so fast, you braggin, no way he can run (He runnin)
I dont feel sympathy, turn to a memory
Cuttin my dog up for me and the bruhs
I got some good smack, tie in my backpack
Hit it with Superman, turn it to fudge

[Verse 3: BlocBoy JB ]
Im feelin Sheisty, I just put his mans in the Durk
So tell him to get it in blood (Grr, blood)
Im Uncle Elroy, these rappers Day-Day
I swear these niggas my little bitty boys (Sons)
When I got locked up, it was for robbery
I went to back school and they gave me a board (A board)
You got me ****ed up, thinking bout robbin me
Up with the Drac, make him mission abort (Abort)
I got into it when we played the basketball
I was the first to take shit off the court (Word)
Im on the block, man, I feel like Im Marc Gasol
I was just plotting on robbin the source (Source)
I lay him down, make him count to a thousand
He move, he gon die before he make a choice (Yeah, yeah, yeah, a move)
Look in his eyes, I can tell he a bitch, man
I know he didnt hop off the porch, he was forced