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i wanna smoke - nhelson, 666swish, cyfal lyrics

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[intro: 666swish & nhelson]
cyfal
ayy
i ain’t even know what to put here, bruh
ayy, nhelson
what’s good?
you know what i wanna do, bruh?
talk to me, bro
i wanna smoke
yeah

[chorus: nhelson]
you acting mad funny, i laugh to the bank with my shawty, if you got a h*llcat, we race
put my rick owens shades on, one foot on the pedal, she carries twin uzi, eternal atake
do my dance in the function, i love to get paid, why you talking like crazy? bro, we not the same
and i’d hate to get violent, bet we can resolve it, but honestly never mind scope on the drac’
and she calling me namor because i be swimming in it, i got too many tens on me, woah
so i painted her face like a tribe, i’m the king of the jungle, i heard she a cannibal, woah
get it together, i pray to the cross on my chest, but my shawty, she sn*tching my soul (mwah)
matching my fits, you can never do fly like a bird with my baggy pants, call me the g.o.a.t (woo)

[verse: 666swish]
x on my chest ’cause i came like the man
metal on me, silver surfing yo’ land
talking too crazy and act like a stan
i’ma pull up berettas and blow like a fan
cooling and booted, i feel like i’m kodak
she loving my songs, all my lyrics, she know that
i laugh to the bank while i hop in a new jag’
and her man get jealous ’cause i’m counting blue stacks
lil uzi the way i’ma rock
and shawty just want it, but i’m tryna drop
all on my d*ck and she act like she hot
but shawty ice spice on her drip, she a thot
it’s the day of the dead, so i carry a glock
and i must be a drink ’cause i’m getting the top
pour up in a fanta inside of the phantom
i’m only ’bout gas so don’t crack any rocks
all my b*tches is tens, and tens, and tens, and tens, and tens, and tens
all my bands is tens, is tens, is tens, is tens, is tens, is tens
f*cking on all of her friends, i hit her on snap’, and then never again
smoking on gas up inside of the benz
i hop out the whip just to do it again, no nike
bad ho on the phone tryna wife me
new drip on froze like ice cream
got bands on me
but a band on me got four or five, like dream team
bad ho follow, she a bad thing
i’ma hit it from the front like an x*wing
got gas in the blunt
smoking so much
skywalk on the walls, don’t test me
[chorus: nhelson]
you acting mad funny, i laugh to the bank with my shawty, if you got a h*llcat, we race
put my rick owens shades on, one foot on the pedal, she carries twin uzi, eternal atake
do my dance in the function, i love to get paid, why you talking like crazy? bro, we not the same
and i’d hate to get violent, bet we can resolve it, but honestly never mind scope on the drac’
and she calling me namor because i be swimming in it, i got too many tens on me, woah
so i painted her face like a tribe, i’m the king of the jungle, i heard she a cannibal, woah
get it together, i pray to the cross on my chest, but my shawty, she sn*tching my soul (mwah)
matching my fits, you can never do fly like a bird with my baggy pants, call me the g.o.a.t (woo)

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