Fredo Santana - Givin Out Smoke lyrics

[Hook - Fredo Santana:] I got thirty shots with me and you don't want no smoke And these b**hes want to f** but I only want the throat All my n***as savages I swear we ain't no joke All these b**hes on my dick everywhere I f**ing go And these n***as ain't know sh**, man I swear these n***as hoes And for these n***as acting tough man, I'm giving out smoke Giving out smoke, I'm giving out smoke [x2] [Verse 1 - Fredo Santana:] I can't see you lil n***as 'cause the money in the way You ain't get no money, boy you know you in the way And I'm getting so much cake, every day my birthday "Fredo you that n***a, " that's what them bad b**hes say Turn up on a f** n***a, f** yo squad it's just me an my n***as I see I got a problem, pa** my shooters my pistols [x2] Got some brand new toys trying to see if they work Called up Mac he put a n***a on a shirt [Hook] [Verse 2 - Gino Marley:] I'm giving out smoke Money over all got me buying by the boat In love with the game learned the hustle from my folks No love for a b**h but I could use your throat [?] New spots got me giving out dope Got shooters all around and we giving out smoke Money counters count the cash, naked b**hes bag the dope They say the money come with problems But my problems come with smoke [Hook]