歌手:Nardo Wick
专辑:《Who Want Smoke??》

作词 : Horace Walls/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mark Läpple Onokey/Durk Banks/Dominique Jones/Carlos Pfersdorf/Herbert R. Wright
作曲 : Horace Walls/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mark Läpple Onokey/Durk Banks/Dominique Jones/Carlos Pfersdorf/Herbert R. Wright

I'm wakin' up
I'm wakin' up
I'm wakin' up (Emkay)
I'm wakin' up

Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Nigga, who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Nigga, who want smoke with me?

Who want smoke with me? I'm tryna **** a nigga lungs up
They be like, "Nardo, put them damn guns up"
**** that, say, "Big brother, bring them guns out"
When it's smoke, we get to spinnin' while the sun out
I ain't never lackin', I pump gas with my gun out
Scream out, "What's happening?" then get to bussin' 'til it run out
All these niggas hidin', I'm like where they at? It ain't no fun now
7.62's, thеy big as hell, knock a nigga lungs out
One, two, three, four
(Kick your door, get on thе floor)
Five, six, seven, eight
(Don't make no noise, I'll eat your face)
Nine, ten, eleven
We ain't gon' say that number, we don't **** with jakes
I'ma kill fourteen niggas if thirteen ***** niggas play
I think my Draco might be gay (Why?)
'Cause he blowin' niggas
I just got a brand new Lolli
That's a four nickel
Call me Nardo, yes, man
I don't know niggas
You could send your best man
You gon' lose your best hitta

What the **** is that?
What the **** is that?
That's how I step on niggas
(How I step on these ***** ass niggas, yeah, man, what?)

They be on my page like, "Slide for Von", I know they trolling me
Outside with your big homie be on, I keep them folks with me
Got it back in blood, y'all just don't know, that's how it 'posed to be
Call him for a feature just to kill him 'cause we know he sweet
Uh, uh-uh-uh-uh, who the **** is that?
Bro gon' check the door, look out the window, don't forget the strap
I be on they ass, when I see opps I do forget I rap
I be on that shit wherever I at, I learned this shit from 'Raq
He gon' drink whatever a nigga sell him just to say he hard
They be like, "He want me with that shit", whenever a nigga die
Mercy on, will always lie to y'all whenever a nigga die
Tell a nigga stable as they check just to keep y'all quiet
Broenem stomp his ass, better do what Nardo said 'cause niggas die for pumping gas
Why you act like that shit so exclusive, *****, that's public
Can't no nigga that we don't **** come around, we stomp his ass
Nardo voice, creep up out the cut, we like, shh, shh
Nardo voice, catch him before he run, that gun go shh, shh
Ayy, who you killed? Steady talking like you did a drill
We gon' kill you sober, who done told you that I need a pill?

We out there stepping, put my toe on that boy
You Mickey Mouse, *****, you went and told on that boy
All my guns come with a switch 'cause I'm ****ing rich
I don't type no tweets or throw no fists, get shoot in your shit
Old nigga steady tryna diss, **** up off my ****
Caught him [?] with his ***** and we send a blitz
Nah, don't try to fight 'bout the stick, [?] blick
I can't even roll my opps in shit, ***** don't exist
One, two, three, four, niggas mad I ****ed they ho
Five, six, seven, eight, *****es got hit with this K
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, don't got wheels, they gotta chase
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, hollows tips they hit his face
What the **** is that?
What the **** is that?
Hit that lil' ***** from the back (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Pass control who caught by rats (*****)

Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us? (Who want smoke with me?)
Who want smoke with us? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with us? (**** nigga)
Who want smoke with us, nigga? (Brrr, ayy)
I be with real killers, I'm a rapping street nigga (Street nigga)
Copping pesos, delete niggas (Ayy)
Can't wait 'til we see niggas (Okay)
Who want smoke? It's free (Smoke it's free)
All the opps sweet, Swishers
Hop out middle of the street, hit him
Soon as he fell off his feet kill him
Been out all week, seen three R.I.P. pictures
All my shooters, all eat (All of them)
You can tell that we rich
Pull up balling, Swish, been on all of hits
Now I'm all legit (All legit), shout out Nardo Wick, *****
One, two, three, four, **** the opps, them niggas hoes
Five, six, seven, eight, slide the rakes, we GDK
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, no [?] ain't go to jail
Hundred K check in the mail, put that away just for bail
All the crack we used to sell, auntie house still got that smell
Fans be nevagite as hell, **** that shit, I just
Ayy, y'all hold a hundred shells, aim that ***** at everywhere
No Limit, I never
Spin again they block, they never there (*****)
What the **** is that? (What the **** is that?)
What the **** is that? (What the **** is that?)
Cost a ****ing check, bop, touch my ****ing neck