Lil Durk - Who Want Smoke?? (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Nardo Wick] I'm wakin' up I'm wakin' up I'm wakin' up (Emkay) I'm wakin' up [Chorus: Nardo Wick] Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? ni**a, who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? ni**a, who want smoke with me? [Verse 1: Nardo Wick] Who want smoke with me? I'm tryna fu*k a ni**a lungs up They be like, "Nardo, put them damn guns up" fu*k 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 ni**as hidin', I'm like where they at? It ain't no fun now 7.62's, thеy big as hell, knock a ni**a 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 fu*k with jakes I'ma kill fourteen ni**as if thirteen b*tch ni**as play I think my Draco might be gay (Why?) 'Cause he blowin' ni**as I just got a brand new Lolli That's a four nickel Call me Nardo, yes, man I don't know ni**as You could send your best man You gon' lose your best hitta [Refrain: Nardo Wick & Lil Durk] What the fu*k is that? What the fu*k is that? That's how I step on ni**as (How I step on these b*tch ass ni**as, yeah, man, what?) [Verse 2: Lil Durk] They be on my page like, "Slide for Von", I know they trolling me (Cap) Outside with your big homie be on, I keep them folks with me (Bop) Got it back in blood, y'all just don't know, that's how it 'posed to be (Shh) Call him for a feature just to kill him 'cause we know he sweet (Grrah, grrah) Uh, uh-uh-uh-uh, who the fu*k is that? (Yeah, yeah) Bro gon' check the door, look out the window, don't forget the strap (Let's get it) I be on they ass, when I see opps I do forget I rap (I do) I be on this sh*t wherever I at, I learned this sh*t from the 'Raq ('Raq) He gon' drink whatever a ni**a sell him just to say he hard They be like, "He wasn't even with that sh*t", whenever a ni**a die (He gone) Mercy on, will always lie to y'all whenever a ni**a die (True) Saying a ni**a stable as they check just to keep y'all quiet (Let's get it) Broenem stomp his ass, better do what Nardo said 'cause ni**as die for pumping gas (Boom) Why you act like that sh*t so exclusive? b*tch, that's public ass (Public ass) Can't no ni**a that we don't fu*k 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 (Grrah) Ayy, who you killed? Steady talking like you did a drill (Gang) We gon' kill you sober, who done told you that I need a pill? (Gang) [Verse 3: 21 Savage] We out there stepping, put my toe on that boy You Mickey Mouse, b*tch, you went and told on that boy All my guns come with a switch 'cause I'm fu*king rich I don't type no tweets or throw no fists, get shoot in your sh*t Old ni**a steady tryna diss, fu*k up off my dick Caught him leaving bingo with his b*tch and we send a blitz Nardo tryna fight 'bout the stick, [?] blick I can't even roll my opps in sh*t, pussy don't exist One, two, three, four, ni**as mad I fu*ked they ho Five, six, seven, eight, pussies 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 fu*k is that? What the fu*k is that? Hit that lil' b*tch from the back (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah) Pest control, who called bout rats? (Pussy) [Verse 4: G Herbo] 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? (fu*k ni**a) Who want smoke with us, ni**a? (Brrr, ayy) I be with real killers, I'm a rapping street ni**a (Street ni**a) Copy, paste, delete ni**as (Ayy) Can't wait 'til we see ni**as (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, b*tch (That's lil' bro) One, two, three, four, fu*k the opps, them ni**as hoes Five, six, seven, eight, slam the rakes, we GDK Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, no mask, still 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 the smell Fans be negative as hell, fu*k that sh*t, I just [?] Ayy, y'all hold a hundred shells, aim that b*tch, shoot everywhere No Limit, I never care Spin again they block, they never there (Pussy) What the fu*k is that? (What the fu*k is that?) What the fu*k is that? (What the fu*k is that?) Cost a fu*king check, bop, touch my fu*king neck