No Smoke (Remix) lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
My bro, my bro
That n*gga my homie
Count money, f*ck hoes
Make sure you get money
We laugh we joke, 'cause all the opps funny
Put that on God, man these n*ggas don’t want no smoke
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it
I can't go, won’t go, won't leave my momma lonely
No smoke, no smoke
But we die 'bout that money
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I heard these n*ggas want smoke (want smoke), they better pull up with 100
Yeah, we want all the smoke, I walk around with it on me
Draco protect me you, ain't taking nothing
Boy, you can try me, you know I'ma burn ya
Quick to come to it, we ain't never running
These n*ggas hating, they mad 'bout something
You know I’ma blow, I ain’t never stuntin' (you know I’ma blow)
You know how I'm coming, you know what to do if you ever want it (if you ever want it)
n*gga stop all that talking you know where I'm at come and pull up on me (skrt, skrt)
I hope you don't slack, you know that I’m dumping

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
My bro, my bro
That n*gga my homie
Count money, f*ck hoes
Make sure you get money
We laugh we joke, 'cause all the opps funny
Put that on God, man these n*ggas don't want no smoke
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it
I can't go, won't go, won't leave my momma lonely
No smoke, no smoke
But we die 'bout that money
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I told that b*tch to kiss it, that sh*t landed, now she miss it
I put your ho in the mission, she put the pis' on her titties
I got the coupe with exhaust, your b*tch want the molly, it costs
She wanna f*ck with a boss, she told a n*gga get lost
Smoking on gas in the old one, wrist's cold, Minnesota
My girl bite like a cobra, love when she bend it over
Had to buy a new Rover, f*cking in a Rolls Royce
Girl, you know your pus*y moist, what you need is your choice

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
My bro, my bro
That n*gga my homie
Count money, f*ck hoes
Make sure you get money
We laugh we joke, 'cause all the opps funny
Put that on God, man these n*ggas don't want no smoke
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it
I can't go, won't go, won't leave my momma lonely
No smoke, no smoke
But we die 'bout that money
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it

[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
I'm looking at you haters through my rear view mirror
I'm sliding in some sh*t you see in Fast & Furious
I'm switching lanes on 'em, but I don't got no gears
Shawty say she wanna ride, but she don't know how to steer
They paid me for a show, but I didn't even appear
They say, "Kodak Black, you drive like he ain't got no fear"
They say, "Kodak Black, you act like you ain't got no care"
I say my car got a horse like I'm in a marriage
Pull up in a 'Rari, I, jump out with your shawty
Driving like a crash dummy, speeding to that cash money
Money all in my head, if I wreck I'm dead
sh*t, I'm driving, that no cracker wouldn't even get behind

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
My bro, my bro
That n*gga my homie
Count money, f*ck hoes
Make sure you get money
We laugh we joke, 'cause all the opps funny
Put that on God, man these n*ggas don't want no smoke
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it
I can't go, won't go, won't leave my momma lonely
No smoke, no smoke
But we die 'bout that money
No smoke, no smoke
You n*ggas don't want it

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