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chanel & weed freestyle - ​smokeyphxlps lyrics

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(where there is smoke, there is fire)
(f*ck is you talkin bout man it’s smokey p on the beat)
(aye, aye)

[hook 1] : smokeyphxlps

b*tch i smell, like chanel and weed im always smoking l’s
i keep the peace, but my n*ggas ride with sh*lls
sh*tting on these boys, man i wish em well
if i cop this pound, man i hope it sell
[verse 1] : smokeyphxlps

but b*tch i’m working on my grind i’m getting money
(getting money!)
f*ck these hoes, man f*ck these b*tches count this money
and now i’m in this b*tch i roll my blunt with honey
and i mean wax, og, im smoking dozens

of them grams wrapped up in my wrap
these n*ggas fake, always cappin in they raps
man f*ck that sh*t, boy i’m going back to back
im with the gang, up @ 3, smoking packs

[hook 2] : smokeyphxlps

b*tch i smell, like chanel and weed im always smoking l’s
i keep the peace, but my n*ggas ride with sh*lls
sh*tting on these boys, man i wish em well
if i cop this pound, man i hope it sell

[hook 3] : smokeyphxlps

b*tch i smell, like chanel and weed im always smoking l’s
i keep the peace, but my n*ggas ride with sh*lls
sh*tting on these boys, man i wish em well
if i cop this pound, man i hope it sell
[verse 2] : calvin rapture

i’m in yo house, like hannibal lector
wwe, a professional flexer
i gotta throw with a suppressor
i’m finna shoot at whatever

don’t try that sh*t with me b*tch, you isn’t clever
your life is a movie and you just the extra
my n*ggas applying that pressure

you know it’s eye for an eye
you touch one of mine you gon die
creep down your block like a spy
we got the drop, goodbye

big glock 40, im finna kick doe
play with these hoes like i’m playing nintendo
choppa gon sing and it sound like crescendo
he up on a shirt that’s a souly memento (?)

i put the 5 in ya face
he think that lil gun make em safe
it ain’t no lil b*tch ima chase
hol up
wait
get out my sp*ce
i want it all and i can’t wait
we good over here, b*tch we straight
we got that dope in the crate
(where there is smoke, there is fire) *reversed*

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