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smoke&mirrors - killzodi lyrics

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[intro]
choppa playing charades
choppa playing charades
keep the k
choppa playing charades

[chorus]
choppa playing charades
in the back i keep the k (keep the k)
audemars the watch, diamonds on the face (on the face)
they be talking crazy, talk to the chop it’s a death race (yeah)
all this smoke and mirrors, clutch yo cross, get serious (yeah)
shawty ass go stupid, all that cake in amiri’s
i know that boy 12, can tell by his face
i just did a milli, rolled an opp up in this philly
big backwoods, we get silly
pop a perc, a x, a pilly
nah, for really (yeahh, yeahh)
why you talking on business?
float up, i touch the ceiling (yeahh)
big dawgs with me, chilling
felons with me, k!llers
shawty told mе pull up to the crib, she want me to feel hеr
[verse]
(yeah)
look at the time (okay)
sipping the drank, red like wine (vroom)
all i see, the opps is dying (vroom)
the block like a battlefield, all i see is f*ckers firing (fye, fye)
who that? (who that)
that’s a thot, she fine (fine)
i don’t do dirt, i do grime
heard he was a boy scout, he don’t do crime
seen ya boys pout, that’s a sign
i heard he was big rat, big fed, telling
(he telling, he telling, oh he telling)
we don’t f*ck with opps (opps), we don’t f*ck with jakes (jakes)
i heard he was telling (yeah), i heard he informant
can’t listen to a word that you said, that sh*t boring (that sh*t boring)
you ain’t making no money, lil b*tch (yeah, yeah)
you ain’t on my level, lil b*tch (yeah)
stop watching on my pockets, you a leech
with the big dogs, the gang, the mob, big meech (graah)

[chorus]
choppa playing charades
in the back i keep the k (keep the k)
audemars the watch, diamonds on the face (on the face)
they be talking crazy, talk to the chop it’s a death race (yeah)
all this smoke and mirrors, clutch yo cross, get serious (yeah)
shawty ass go stupid, all that cake in amiri’s
i know that boy 12, can tell by his face
i just did a milli, rolled an opp up in this philly
big backwoods, we get silly
pop a perc, a x, a pilly
nah, for really (yeahh, yeahh)
why you talking on business?
float up, i touch the ceiling (yeahh)

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