Smokehouse
Jordan Melton
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Hoppin out the Benz, got some problems, we can talk about it Come up out the pedistal with Virgil, got some rings up out it Talkin all that shit bout yo boss moves yo single floppin Shorty tryna smoke I got no time I told her We could route it , uh Yeah we could route it Slidin to the cribbo after party, it's the weekend Keepin all these hoes up on my radar Like a beacon I keep them bitches wetter than my jumper, pussy leakin Rims are forgiato ain't no way I'm fuckin Sneakin I just got the check you won't believe how many zeros on it Give me my respect no I don't play don't give me lip about it Icing on my wrist that shit so sweet I needda different option Different city different women doesn't matter shorty bounce it I just leff Atlanta for the studio critiquing I just saw another rapper talkin shit we beefin He don't want the smoke cause he done saw what I was speedin And now I seen him on the gram Gas me up just for a feature Movin in this bitch you know it's crunch time Take no fuckin breaks I'm eating rappers like it's lunch time Shorty ain't a cheater but she do it for the one time Aye that's the punchline Aye, aye, aye Imma call you out cause you been actin fuckin shady I could pull this money out and make these bitches hella crazy Momma told me look out for the fakes and snakes that's how she Raised me Everybody wanna blow up but ain't workin y'all so lazy Mother fucker Hoppin out the Benz, got some problems, we can talk about it Come up out the pedistal with Virgil, got some rings up out it Talkin all that shit bout yo boss moves yo single floppin Shorty tryna smoke I got no time I told her We could route it , uh Yeah we could route it Slidin to the cribbo after party, it's the weekend Keepin all these hoes up on my radar Like a beacon I keep them bitches wetter than my jumper, pussy leakin Rims are forgiato ain't no way I'm fuckin Sneakin She hit me up and say she want it on the FaceTime I don't miss a shot I'm hittin pretty from the baseline Box it up take it to go Ain't tryna waste, that bitch a dime Sacks fifth baby got Designer on my waistline Hoppin out the Benz, got some problems, we can talk about it Come up out the pedistal with Virgil, got some rings up out it Talkin all that shit bout yo boss moves yo single floppin Shorty tryna smoke I got no time I told her We could route it , uh Yeah we could route it Slidin to the cribbo after party, it's the weekend Keepin all these hoes up on my radar Like a beacon I keep them bitches wetter than my jumper, pussy leakin Rims are forgiato ain't no way I'm fuckin Sneakin
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