No Smoke No Smoke 1400 B.C. / Sauce

Trippie Redd & Pachino - Rap, Ambient
No Smoke No Smoke 1400 B.C. / Sauce
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[Intro: Trippie Redd] I just wanna know I'm smokin'... go Woo, woo, woo, brr, ayy Shooters on go All these shooters with me, yeah, they on go All these shooters with me, yeah, they on go, ayy [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Swear they don't want smoke, no Hater don't want smoke, yeah No smoke, no smoke, ayy, ayy They don't want no smoke, ayy [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] They don't want no smoke, on the block with my goons I hit a nigga up, I don't like to pick and choose I just fuck on every hoe that come into my DMs I be getting all this money, I don't spend it on BMs I ain't got no baby, but your bitch my lil' baby, huh Dare a nigga play me, I'ma shoot him, is you crazy? Huh Yeah, I'm going brazy, off the codeine, bitch, I'm brazy, huh Blowing all this dope, it got me motherfuckin' lazy, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Pachino] Dripping in the sauce It don't make sense, all this motherfuckin' sauce (I got you, Bloody) It don't make sense, all this motherfuckin' sauce (Alright, let me talk to 'em) It don't make sense (It really don't), all this motherfuckin' sauce (Huh) [Verse 2: Pachino] It don't make sense, all this motherfuckin' sauce (Yeah) Put water on the Rollie, and the wrist, yeah, that's the Voss (Bling) I don't like your bitch 'cause she keep asking what it cost (Mind yo bidness, bitch) Nigga, you ain't a boss if you ain't never took a loss (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Said he put it on the Bs, yeah, he put it on the Bs Even if he ain't Crip, man, I hope them niggas see (Brr) Man, if she ain't topping then that bitch she gotta leave (Get out) I don't smoke no mids, man, I only smoke OGs Smoke gorilla, smoke gorilla, like a nigga in the jungle Talking up under they lip, all them niggas do is mumble (Yeah) I did 10k last week, nigga, that's just on a humble (Cash) And any time I speak, I need a bundle when I come through (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Pachino] Dripping in the sauce It don't make sense, all this motherfuckin' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherfuckin' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherfuckin' sauce
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Credits
- Writers
- Elf
- Trippie Redd
- Pachino