[Lyric] Who Want Smoke (Yung Catch)

[Verse 1]
Who want smoke bitch get wit me
Put a beam all on the glizzy
We gon spin so much we dizzy
Fuck that talking bitch get busy
I keep choppas blickys wit me
Hundred rounds inside the glizzy
It be hard to tell who wit me
Back to back 3 different cities
I'm just tryna touch a milly
Bout my dope boy like oh really
See that fake shit through these fendis
You don't like me gotta kill me
Glock .45 my bitch so pretty put the drugs all in her titties
Hit that route i just made 60
Tryna rob you coming with me
Fuck that rappin come get wit me
Talk my shit you can't fuck wit me
Dink yo head right now we twinning
Only difference I'm still winning
Shit get bloody wipe the witness
You gon die all in my mentions
Get to tripping bin the block bitch we gon spin it
Pourin drop bitch I been sippin
Drop the top exotic bitches
Check the score bitch we still winning
Empty clips whole time I'm grinning
I can't wait to catch em slipping
Cut that bitch off she was tripping
In my bag like fuck yo feelings
They gone tap in for the ticket
[Verse 2]
I'll be back give me a minute
Hit the road I'm tryna get it
What you need coming with it
Love the blicky fuck these bitches
Try that shit you gon be missing
This yo crib I'm in yo kitchen
Make em sleep all with the fishes
Bitch we came up drug dealing
You can't tell me nothin different
Work the stove I'm tryna flip it
9 to 5 ain't tryna kick it
I'm just tryna get the riches
I can't say too much who did it
Once I'm on yo ass you finished
Oh you like that come get wit me
Bitch I'm prolly in yo city
[Outro]
Nah for real i be outside where you at
Fuck yall talking bout man fuck the net come get wit me, bitch