[Lyric] Smoke (OkWick)

(Hook)
Got His Girl
Got His Bitch uh (yeah yeah)
Choppa on me finna blow, blow, blow (b-blow, blow)
But when we pullup its a different story now (different story)
Dat boy dont want smoke uh (yeah yeah)
Yeah dat boy dont want smoke uh (nah)
So we pullup at his home

(Verse 1)
Yea Im walking in your door uh
Choppa gon' fire
Choppa gon' fire
What you gon' do when you get pulled up by my guys
You is a capper, you tellin' lies
But I like that, not at all
Movin' mad on a phone call
He a pussy got no balls
We in the mix, bitch
Bag full of tricks, which?
Cast a spell on yo ass huh
I just got in my bag uh
Box logo on my backpack
Fool wanna ride scatpack
But he not ready for that (Blat Blat)
Yea dat boy dont want smoke uh
Dat boy dont want smoke yuh
All these pussies wanna be me
But I can't see them clearly
Put my glasses on bitch im in the zone oh
Im in the matrix
Stuck in that bitch
But we hittin' licks on his crib
(Hook)
Got His Girl
Got His Bitch uh (yeah yeah)
Choppa on me finna blow, blow, blow (b-blow, blow)
But when we pullup its a different story now (different story)
Dat boy dont want smoke uh (yeah yeah)
Yeah dat boy dont want smoke uh (nah)
So we pullup at his home

(Verse 2)
All is Good
All is Great
Yea Im tryna get so high so pour me an 8
I got too much in my cup I can't feel my face
Yall stupid bitches can't stay at my pace
This is my palace stay out my place
This ain't a ballad this is a rage
So keep it together
Im at a 99 swerving, You in the back, bleeding all over yo face
Im at the function sippin' on bourbon, yall bitches can't relate
Only been conscious 18 years but this is my fate
Yea and my money new yea my money young so im gunna catch me a case
(yea yea yea)

(Hook)
Got His Girl
Got His Bitch uh (yeah yeah)
Choppa on me finna blow, blow, blow (b-blow, blow)
But when we pullup its a different story now (different story)
Dat boy dont want smoke uh (yeah yeah)
Yeah dat boy dont want smoke uh (nah)
So we pullup at his home