ShooterGang Kony - Smoke lyrics

I don’t plan on jumping the gun It is su*kers outside I’ma get me one Who want smoke smoke I can give you some In this life I do not trust anyone On me all these damn racks on me Aqui known to keep a pack on me On the other side with a strap on me Switch sides other words turned his back on me Smoke I could give your a*s all that We been sittin’ outside where your dawgs at? Say the wrong word I’ll hit a n***a’s ball cap Midtown Yankee Pittsburgh all that Steeler hope I don’t kill her Let a b***h try to act dry I’ma grill her I don’t wanna f**k good joke Ben Stiller I’m from Hellgang cutthroat nineteen killer I’m the best at what I do So like what’s happenin’ with you? I heard you lookin’ for a team well I’m a captain with you My b***h not in the mood so I cheat like Scooter I’m just playin’ baby girl you know you make me drool You got a n***a that’s a big risktaker Might bite down now Midtown gator I be in the field like a first string Raider I fill him up stiff I do not shoot tasers Probably pump quick then I sprint I’m a saver H**s get left call that man lane changer I’m in LV driving fast on Decatur I knocked the n***a b***h I’ma knock her friend later Glued to the road Kony he a trailblazer I’m Dame Lill you a sideline hater Free the gangbang b***h now not later When she ask me what I’m doin’ tell the b***h nothin’ major huh I don’t plan on jumping the gun It is su*kers outside I’ma get me one Who want smoke smoke I can give you some In this life I do not trust anyone On me all these damn racks on me Aqui known to keep a pack on me On the other side with a strap on me Switch sides other words turned his back on me I’m from h**s on the street tryna sell fake product We be cool with the knocks them the homeboys’ papas Kony he a beast he a homemade monster You ever seen a n***a whippin’ through the party with a chopper? Ugh B***h I don’t do no drugs I could be the plug Cuz poured so much syrup it’s like he sinking mud If I know his weak points I could get him good Shoot him like I should n***a what? Tell him we the thugs Gang on my name you better respect It’s hickeys on your neck boy you look so stressed You so soft dog lil’ Kony he a ballhog su*kers in the store we gon’ shut the whole mall off Run up a check what I need Tear him apart with two threes on my feet Glock-22 slap June Onna Beat Knuckle up try to fight leave dude in the street I don’t plan on jumping the gun It is su*kers outside I’ma get me one Who want smoke smoke I can give you some In this life I do not trust anyone On me all these damn racks on me Aqui known to keep a pack on me On the other side with a strap on me Switch sides other words turned his back on me