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all the smoke - ysn marlo lyrics

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[verse]
marlo got guap but he wasn’t supposed to
but that n*gga he told you
he got a choppa with heat and that b*tch gonna toast you
young n*gga exposed you
came from the trenches, grew up in the trap
down for a minute, now marlo he back
got a new watch and that sh*t cost a bag
these n*ggas they hate so i carry a strap
my diamonds clean, sh*t
they told me i wouldn’t be sh*t
diamonds they shine i can’t see sh*t
got a new rollie, a patek, my watch gonna freeze sh*t
lately been ballin’, no season
i’m makin’ money on rappin’, my sh*t keep on stackin’, you know that young marlo been eatin’
b*tch, i be shootin’ like magic, these n*ggas be cappin’, i’m flexin’, i know that you see it
came from the rags now i’m all in thеse riches
i’m gettin’ guap, ain’t got timе for you b*tches
my uncle [?] still locked him in prison
and i’m getting guap every day is my christmas
back in the hood you said you was a menace
i don’t tuck my chain when i’m back in the trenches
these n*ggas talk sh*t but i know they ain’t wit’ it
if n*ggas talk sh*t i’ll send shots at your [?]
my pockets got bigger
when they see me in public they askin’ for pictures
and i just spread ice on my [?]
that n*gga keep ross, i ain’t talkin’ no fisher
she eatin’ my d*ck like it’s dinner
she swallow my cum and that b*tch she a winner and i’m f*ckin’ your b*tch, i’m all in her
and my n*gga keep sticks i ain’t talking lil’ [?]
i’m back b*tch, getting money, i’m f*cking a bad b*tch
in the street and this sh*t can get tragic
lil’ flow, yeah that n*gga was trappin’
hidin’ money, it’s under the mattress
pockets fat, i ain’t talkin’ a fat b*tch
i remember, them n*ggas was laughin’
i count money, my sh*t keep on stackin’
countin’ money, my sh*t keep on stackin’
i’m getting money, that b*tch wanna f*ck me
and that b*tch, yeah, she love me
all ’bout my green and you know young marlo get money
and this sh*t kinda funny
stay with my n*ggas, i swear to god, hope he don’t touch me
man i hope he don’t touch me
came from the trenches, i swear that that sh*t wasn’t lucky
man that sh*t wasn’t lucky

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