WHOLE LOTTA SMOKE lyrics

[Intro]
Watch how I'm finna—
Hold on, watch how I'ma creep
Whole lot of Bleeda sh*t
Free .223
Hold on (Look, free my soldiers, n*gga)
Look, free my 60, n*gga, whole lot of 4SG sh*t (MercyBeatz, n*gga)
We goin'— (Dumb) we gon' leave you stained up, b*tch (We goin' everywhere, you know)
Look (Long live Three, you know), yeah, yeah (Long live foe'nem)
That smoke, who want that? (Who want that, long live Clip, n*gga)
Ha, ha, mm, mm, mm-mm (We gon' stain your ass, break all your f*ckin' neck and bones)
(We gon' crush your stupid ass, you get in the way of this sh*t, I'm tellin' you) Yeah
(Know what, stay out the way) Yeah
(Dumb) Yeah
Look (Yeah)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Whole lot of smoke I'm like, "Who want that?" (Who want that?)
I drop this window, your best bet is to bе on that (Is to be on that)
Feelin' like Ash, I'ma start hittin' from wherе the trunk at (Yeah, yeah)
Lot of n*ggas say they step (Baow), but they don't really be on that (But they don't really be on that)

[Post-Chorus]
Know that I'm on the block, right now with a Glock with a switch on the back of this b*tch with thirty plus (With thirty plus)
Pull up, watch I'll bust you up, hit you from your neck and up (Hit you from your neck and up), yeah
And double back, go pick your b*tch up and get crawfished with that ho (And get crawfished with that ho)
They said ten was on my feed and I dropped thirty, bro dropped sixty (Sixty)
[Verse 1]
Then we went collect that ticket, haha, this how you do that there (This how you do that there)
Give him the business, aim with precision, they new to step (No I ain't new to step)
Corners arrived got mama's cryin', blood everywhere
Blow this b*tch wherever I see you, watch tryna leave you there (Watch how I leave you there)
Dumb, out my sh*t, my noggin, top lid open (Lid open)
Buyin' five-percent, fresh as a b*tch
Your partner what I'm smokin'
I up with this, it's gon' be a lil' while 'fore I reload it (Huh)
You ain't gon' blow that b*tch
I'm like a bad kid, let me hold it (Let me hold it)
I can show you what to do with this b*tch, mm (Ah), hit 'bout two with this b*tch
I'm in the jungle, the zoo with this b*tch (Zoo with this b*tch)
I'm tryna see who to shoot with this b*tch (Uh, uh)
Don't wan' make the news, I advise you not to move in this b*tch (I advise you— Baow)
It's a stick up, but you still gettin' stitched up
Type to make you put your blick up (Put your blick up)

[Bridge]
Yeah, you don't wan' kill no more (You don't wan' kill no more, they don't wan' drill)
Don't wan' be in the field no more (He don't wan'? Oh, drill, be in the field no more)
They know they gon' die (Huh)
I know that they been some hoes (I know that they been some hoes hidin' I know that, boy, you didn't)
Ho— Ho— Ho, look
And, b*tch, we go Geronimo (Look, we go Geronimo, Geronimo)
Uh, uh, huh, huh, step on one at Conoco (On one), step, step (Baow)
Hm (Mm), blind him, see him, watchin' bro (Watchin', yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), what the f*ck your lyin' for? Hm, hm
Haha, yeah, what all the f*ck you cryin' for? Yeah
[Chorus]
Whole lot of smoke I'm like (Haha), “Who want that?” (Who want that?)
I drop this window, your best bet is to be on that (Is to be on that)
Feelin' like Ash, I'ma start hittin' from where the trunk at (Yeah, yeah, baow)
Lot of n*ggas say they step (Baow), but they don't really be on that (On that)

[Post-Chorus]
Know that I'm on the block, right now with a Glock with a switch on the back of this b*tch with thirty plus (With thirty plus)
Pull up, watch I'll bust you up, hit you from your neck and up (Hit you, neck and up, yeah, grrah)
And double back, go pick your b*tch up and get crawfished with that ho (Crawfished with that ho)
They said ten was on my feed and I dropped thirty, bro dropped sixty (Bro dropped sixty)

[Verse 2]
Don't need no n*gga in my business
You need a glizzy with the switchy (Baow, you need a glizzy with a— Yeah)
And the .56
You better not fall, I'ma stand over you, work you with the stick like (sh*t), "Here, take that and this" (Huh, uh)
That wasn't no vulture sh*t
We on that hawkin' sh*t (That hawkin' sh*t), catch you while you walkin' sh*t (While you walkin' sh*t)
Stalk your ass twenty-four eight (Eight), look up, here go your coffin, b*tch (Here go your coffin, b*tch)
You ain't tippin' a thing, lil' boy, you just be barkin', b*tch (You just be barkin', b*tch)
A different breed all by myself, know I'll zip your clique (Uh-huh)
Yeah (Yeah, everything you in the car with)

[Chorus]
Whole lot of smoke I'm like, "Who want that?" (Man, who want that?)
I drop this window, your best bet is to be on that (Is to be on that)
Feelin' like Ash, I'ma start hittin' from where the trunk at (Uh, uh, startin' where the trunk at)
Lot of n*ggas say they step, but they don't really be on that (You ain't on that)
[Outro]
And you know, n*ggas don't be on that (Baow)
You know I'ma bang this b*tch every time (MercyBeatz, n*gga)
Look, look, look, look, look, stand right there, look, let me show you somethin' (Baow)
Brick thought he was f*ckin' me (Marcus, you killin' the beat)
Dumb
I'll— Bleeda sh*t
Want that
Who want that? (Yeah)
I'ma poke you, b*tch