Broke Boi J - Want No Smoke! Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yuh)
Pull up with my gat, he don't want no smoke
Yeah, he claim to be rich but he dead broke
If he talking down, put his face in my scope
And I'm gonna aim for the head or the throat
She think she a queen, but I am the king, so I told that girl to get off my throne
Went to her home, she gave me dome, I left, and then I blocked her phone
Yeah, I hit it and quit it
Why these lil boys tryna mess up my image
Yeah, we ball I aint talking no scrimmage
He sent me a song, I ain't give it no listen
Cause I know it was garbage
Imma make him stepback, Harden
You say that I'm trash, you retarded
Smoking on gas and it smell like we farted, yeah yeah yeah
If I don't blow up this year imma blow up the next one
It's crazy how my flow so sick but you can't even catch my symptoms
If he talking down on the gram or the net, imma turn him into a victim
Imma let the tech, blow just like a ref, if you want a bullet you can get one
If I see a opp, imma pop him no discussion
If he don't give me the addy, leak the ip, like a russian
He wanna be pressed, so we gonna crush him
Put his body in the bag and we gonna dump him
He say he got money, he say he got girls, but we all know that he frontin'
And he say that he got that pole, we all know, he ain't gon' up it
Sippin on Wok, yeah I'm sippin on Tussin
Bad hoe, she mexican or something
Take her to my crib and give her a stuffing
She blowing the, (Woah) like it was a trumpet
Pull up with my gat, he don't want no smoke
Yeah, he claim to be rich but he dead broke
If he talking down, put his face in my scope
And I'm gonna aim for the head or the throat
She think she a queen, but I am the king, so I told that girl to get off my throne
Went to her home, she gave me dome, I left, and then I blocked her phone
Yeah, I hit it and quit it
Why these lil boys tryna mess up my image
Yeah, we ball I aint talking no scrimmage
He sent me a song, I ain't give it no listen
Cause I know it was garbage
Imma make him stepback, Harden
You say that I'm trash, you retarded
Smoking on gas and it smell like we farted, yeah yeah yeah

(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yuh)
Pull up with my gat, he don't want no smoke
Yeah, he claim to be rich but he dead broke
If he talking down, put his face in my scope
And I'm gonna aim for the head or the throat
She think she a queen, but I am the king, so I told that girl to get off my throne
Went to her home, she gave me dome, I left, and then I blocked her phone
Yeah, I hit it and quit it
Why these lil boys tryna mess up my image
Yeah, we ball I aint talking no scrimmage
He sent me a song, I ain't give it no listen
Cause I know it was garbage
Imma make him stepback, Harden
You say that I'm trash, you retarded
Smoking on gas and it smell like we farted, yeah yeah yeah
If I don't blow up this year imma blow up the next one
It's crazy how my flow so sick but you can't even catch my symptoms
If he talking down on the gram or the net, imma turn him into a victim
Imma let the tech, blow just like a ref, if you want a bullet you can get one
If I see a opp, imma pop him no discussion
If he don't give me the addy, leak the ip, like a russian
He wanna be pressed, so we gonna crush him
Put his body in the bag and we gonna dump him
He say he got money, he say he got girls, but we all know that he frontin'
And he say that he got that pole, we all know, he ain't gon' up it
Sippin on Wok, yeah I'm sippin on Tussin
Bad hoe, she mexican or something
Take her to my crib and give her a stuffing
She blowing the, (Woah) like it was a trumpet
Pull up with my gat, he don't want no smoke
Yeah, he claim to be rich but he dead broke
If he talking down, put his face in my scope
And I'm gonna aim for the head or the throat
She think she a queen, but I am the king, so I told that girl to get off my throne
Went to her home, she gave me dome, I left, and then I blocked her phone
Yeah, I hit it and quit it
Why these lil boys tryna mess up my image
Yeah, we ball I aint talking no scrimmage
He sent me a song, I ain't give it no listen
Cause I know it was garbage
Imma make him stepback, Harden
You say that I'm trash, you retarded
Smoking on gas and it smell like we farted, yeah yeah yeah