Smoke

[Intro: LD]

*'This nigga no matter what, he's always tryin' to catch the opps'
'It doesn't matter what, If that's not dedication,'*
Fuck the opps
*'This nigga got ADHD out here'*

[Hook: Monkey]
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey on the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey in the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets

[Verse 1: LD]
Line poppin' off like b-bells
Asap somewhere kway on his ones surrounded by seashells
I don't wanna bag this box, more time I don't wanna sea scales
And I think about the moola, moola, then I'm outside tryna see sales
67 put food at the market, can't tell me shit about retail
Gorz got four and a half for the shit that he sells
He didn't need a seatbelt
White boy on the wind like Bell
I think about the days I was locked up like how the fuck could you tell
Snitch boys have the whole shells
Stepped into a trap
K stepped in M stepped and you know we worked that mash
Like if I see my man here, bare life corn garn crash
K took P's M took grub then you know we skkred then dash

[Hook: Monkey]
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey on the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets
Put smoke in the streets
Ring ring trap ring ring trap line poppin' off like beats
Smokey in the back road in the 4-door spittin' bad teeth
When me and bro was in your estate you was with bae tucked in your sheets
You was with bae tucked in your sheets

[Verse 2: Monkey]
We left with a spinner
My drillas do drills they drill, my niggas hot like Twitter
One way, pull up, crash, manna really talk this rate sim simma
In skengs we trust man I smoke any opp boy for M and dimma
Kway back going ride with skeng, free bro bro 'cause that's my nigga