smoking all deads - sugarhill keem lyrics
[intro: oy quan]
i’m on their rappin, while i’m in the booth…
(like, grah*grah)
[oy quan]
i’m on their rappin, while i’m in the booth
i called lil keem getting for the throom
i catch a gz, yo, watch how i boom
(grah, grah boom)
i catch a gz, yo, watch how i boom
keem in the back with the 40
and i’m spinin a n*gga, i’m looking for 6
oh sh*t, oh sh*t : told bro don’t trip
like, gun on my hip (grah*grah, grah*grah)
keem in the best….
[sugarhill keem]
(aye, what?!)
every
opp
shot
(suck my d*ck!)
(move, look)
too tact, while i’m on their block
we see an opp that boy get whacked
(b*tch!) don’t run! leave you on your ass
movelook, like, too tact we be comin through
and quan my brother for him i’mma shoot, like
toting 10 so you better move
that’s a thot she know what i do
i beat up the p*ssy and i told her to move, like
in the train, i know he gon’ shoot
i don’t thе gun, yeah, he getting blooth, likе
off the perc don’t tell me to move
smoke jayrip don’t tell me to move, like
nazzy died don’t tell me to move, like
why these opp n*ggas want the move, like
baza touch her, while i’m in the room, like
that’s a thot she comin in the move
bring your friend she know what i do
i beat it up and i told her to move
why that n*gga benji, he ain’t move, like
y’all link with the opps, y’all think she cool, like
every opp shot * smoking all deads
[oy quan]
i hop out the v, when they see me they run
ain’t link with no hoe if i don’t got my gun
thottie call thottie * now we havin fun
spot me an opp, he get with the tec
jacob a d*ck, n*gga died with his vest
you can get shot if you droppin the set
keem that’s my heart, he gon’ hop out and blitz
quan is came home, so you know that it’s lit
i’m always outside with the ting on my hip
ain’t duckin no action now i wanna all the smoke
ganjay, aim it up then that n*gga get poked
glock got a beam and it came with the scope
yeah, i’m the trim but i f*ck all my o’s
pop me an yerky * start geekin and sh*t
they telling me chill, i start tweakin and sh*t
how i can lack? i got the beam on the bl!ck
f*ck that now we makin it tragics
spot an opp then i makin him do backflips
this 40. i got make these n*ggas do backflips
watch his body just stretch like an elastic
duckin in the d’s ’cause they be on my d*ck
call me luka, i ball like a maverick
if i catch a flocka then he getting shot
sh*t getting wocky * i stay with my glock
lil b*tch trynna f*ck but i only want top
jackin the staty just send me the addy
on my block it get hotter than cali
keem throw a lot then i’m catchin in the alley
b*tches be geekin, off henne’ and patty
spin the sev and i’m clutchin on latty
bad lil b*tch she*a*she got the jetty
tried to line me then you ain’t goin be happy
i got b*tches that trynna get married
sh*t getting spooky, this sh*t getting scary
[sugarhill keem]
bri, kalie * all them b*tches baddies (grah, grah)
like, when i spin i’m spinnin on my knocks
i don’t got the gun that boy get popped
y’all f*ck with the opps, y’all can’t chill on my block
where they at?they can’t be on my block
when i spin i’m aimin for tops
you better duck * you better move, b*tch
that’s a thot, yeah, we spin the 2
as a thot she holding my tool
[outro]
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