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smoke - k-9 wolf lyrics

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[intro: blxckie & k*9 wolf]

[?]
yeah

[verse 1: k*9 wolf]
no confetti, i don’t want it
been through h*ll tryna figure out who i was
dare you n*gga, press my b*ttons
you cannot change me, it’s already late
pops done failed (pops done failed)
16 started k!lling rappers, never been to jail
never been to yail, started schooling everybody in my hood
backwood ain’t the only reason i got smoke
(i got smoke)
i don’t know
everybody wanna judge my soul
i don’t praise god, oh my god, still that guy huh
i’d die if i don’t fly
i’m my own kind huh
best rapper that ever lived huh
new wave plus i got gills huh
(i got gills huh)

[hook: badder]
you call it da weed, i call it the bud
you n*ggas are fussing i’m better than
you n*ggas are lame faxxx fixx
we finna be popping, we horrendous
i can’t be sight
n*ggas are texting for ass and the mula
tryna be me b*tch, i’m badder delayer
hoes
i can’t be mized, i’m chick
my body the baddie, i’m pef you feel
smoke, burn up the fuse, the smoke
dare tell me to shut up the scene the dudes
i’m back
she drooling, she mean
aye
it’s hard to blow up, roll the blunt and buss
my n*gga trying he a f*cken whack out
i used to laugh out with these b*tches laming
and now they texting tryna be my slimey
you b*tches dozing while you making money
i’ve got a question why you n*ggas fussing?
the occupant the badder ’em n*ggas are crying for
you catch the drift i’m better than n*ggas
they gon’ praise my name
aye
you know what i’m talking about, on god
yea
[verse 2: m4d x]
yeah
i never listened in school
was only passin’ these b*tches who envy my quap
keepin’ just in the squad
had to go get it outside, n*ggas won’t even pray
turnin’ our haters to prey
they tried to pull out the same stunts, didn’t pay
how you gon’ sit an just watch us all day?
you had to stop all the hate for your sake
start pavin’ a way, i still got the same ass mindset
n*gga, i do this all day
and i just came back to say congrats, you still on a mission to stop my progress
that n*gga diverse, he stole from pack
he switchin’ on us like he becoming trans
put him aside, i can’t takin’ no stress
for now, i’ll just have to pass
you not that important
anyway, check out my drip, for real, you know it’s imported
that n*gga exported, straight from the squad
your loyalty’s poor, so, now you deporded
i’m takin’ over this rap sh*t
for you n*ggas it feel like my name has been on it
i’m ’bout to flex on a jet
but, shoutout my haters, without ’em, i’d never be on it
[hook: badder]
you call it da weed, i call it the bud
you n*ggas are fussing i’m better than
you n*ggas are lame faxxx fixx
we finna be popping, we horrendous
i can’t be sight
n*ggas are texting for ass and the mula
tryna be me b*tch, i’m badder delayer
hoes
i can’t be mized, i’m chick
my body the baddie, i’m pef you feel
smoke, burn up the fuse, the smoke
dare tell me to shut up the scene the dudes
i’m back
she drooling, she mean
aye
it’s hard to blow up, roll the blunt and buss
my n*gga trying he a f*cken whack out
i used to laugh out with these b*tches laming
and now they texting tryna be my slimey
you b*tches dozing while you making money
i’ve got a question why you n*ggas fussing?
the occupant the badder ’em n*ggas are crying for
you catch the drift i’m better than n*ggas
they gon’ praise my name
aye
you know what i’m talking about, on god
yea

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