No Smoke

Lyrics

[Intro: Bricc Baby] Maestro Shitro Dun Deal on the tra-a-a-a-ack [Chorus: Bricc Baby] Nah, he don't want no smoke, nigga He don't want no smoke I got that pistol to his throat, nigga Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga He don't want no smoke He don't want no smoke, nigga I got that pistol to his dome, nigga Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga [Verse 1: Bricc Baby] I pull up and hop out, then air it out No questions my nigga, just air it out Don't give a fuck if the feds out This is the choppers with red dots I step on the blood, I got red bottoms Don't leave no witness, kill all your partners All of my niggas, yeah, they piranhas Who wanna rock with the don dada? I pull up with my locs, nigga [?] and one own, nigga They let them bullets fly straight through your dome, nigga Bricc City, we the new Death Row, nigga [Chorus: Bricc Baby & Young Thug] Nah, he don't want no smoke nigga (Woah) He don't want no smoke (He don't want no smoke) I got that pistol to his throat, nigga (Let it blow) Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga (Gon' blow) He don't want no smoke (Pussy boy don't want no smoke) He don't want no smoke, nigga (Pussy boy don't want no smoke) I got that pistol to his dome, nigga (We gon' let it blow) Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga [Verse 2: Young Thug] Cock that motherfucker back, let it blow Family boy and then they dyin' too Family ties, man, I got you Birthday cake and some pies too Thugger Thugger what she ridin' to I'ma go and spray the avenue Young and thuggin' with an attitude And I'm hot, nigga, grab the tool These niggas can't see us, yeah And these niggas can't be us, yeah You chill with your feet up, yeah Let's chill with your feet up, yeah I'm not tryna marry you, girl Ain't giving you a ring, oh yeah Ain't giving you a ring, naw, yeah I'm ready to vacuum seal that [Chorus: Bricc Baby & Young Thug] Nah, he don't want no smoke nigga (Woah) He don't want no smoke (He don't want no smoke) I got that pistol to his throat, nigga (Let it blow) Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga (Gon' blow) He don't want no smoke (Pussy boy don't want no smoke) He don't want no smoke, nigga (Pussy boy don't want no smoke) I got that pistol to his dome, nigga (We gon' let it blow) Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga