Stunna 4 Vegas – Up The Smoke feat Offset

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Stunna 4 Vegas – Up The Smoke feat Offset  Video

Stunna 4 Vegas – Up The Smoke feat Offset  Lyrics

“Up The Smoke”

Up the smoke
Diamonds they choke
Fuck my bro
I’m in the white, Lamborghini, the Pope
Hunnid racks, they gon’ take your soul
Glock with the 3 and the 0
Bought a yacht put the kids on a boat
Put a brick in a figure four
Got a stick, it’s a cig, it’ll blow
Mix up a fo
My bitch, Margiela on her toes
Dig up her soul
Look what I did in the bowl
Wiped that boy nose
I go get me a bag out the globe
I do not troll
I got pointers these diamonds are boldI’m smooth on my feet
My bitches the bad as can be
Stackin’, then pray go to sleep
I’m at the top of the peak
Put baguettes on top of our teeth
Put fire in front of this beat
I can’t lie, got shooters that creep
She from DeVry, she gon’ suck me to sleepSwitch up the flow, they gon’ bite it fosho
Put the stick on your bitch, get your hiding on low
This a 50, then young niggas ready to go
Richard Mille sit on my wrist, I’m the goat
Tag on your hoe, tag on your toe
Baguettes on baguettes, my neck overload
I’m having, you’re capping, go rat to this pole
Take off his hat, leave a rat with a holeAin’t no cap in me
The Trap be jumpin’ like athletes
I get cash, you see
Lamborghini, niggas ain’t as fast as me
Cookie’ gas, the lean
I get the bag, casually
You niggas embarrassing
This Audemar, this is a masterpiece

Up the smoke
Diamonds they choke
Fuck my bro
I’m in the white, Lamborghini, the Pope
Hunnid racks, they gon’ take your soul
Glock with the 3 and the 0
Bought a yacht put the kids on a boat
Put a brick in a figure four
Got a stick, it’s a cig, it’ll blow
Mix up a fo
My bitch, Margiela on her toes
Dig up her soul
Look what I did in the bowl
Wiped that boy nose
I go get me a bag out the globe
I do not troll
I got pointers these diamonds are bold

4 times!
They wipe his nose if I say so
Issa green light when I say go
Ay, what you gon’ do for a bank roll
Move like the mob, I got hitters on payroll
20 racks cash on a lawyer, the case closed
Rap money turnt me into an A hole
Don’t tag me when it’s gun smoke
I’m tryna knock off your block like legos

I’m tryna knock you off
Send you to where nobody knows
My ice turned me anemic but I’m never freezing
When it’s time to up the smoke
She said she diggin’ my flow
I make her suck me then suck my bro
We knock them down by the four
I’m still walk in with fye at all my shows

And I still put 30s
Up under all my glicks
Double Ds on my sticks
Say she don’t like me, hoe suck my dick
When it’s beef we don’t pick and choose
We got more cannons than Nick
He get put on the news or left on his dick
Trying me like I’m a lick

Up the smoke
Diamonds they choke
Fuck my bro
I’m in the white, Lamborghini, the Pope
Hunnid racks, they gon’ take your soul
Glock with the 3 and the 0
Bought a yacht put the kids on a boat
Put a brick in a figure four
Got a stick, it’s a cig, it’ll blow
Mix up a fo
My bitch, Margiela on her toes
Dig up her soul
Look what I did in the bowl
Wiped that boy nose
I go get me a bag out the globe
I do not troll
I got pointers these diamonds are bold