Ala Cash - Smoke Lyrics

If it aint bout a bag
Please dont talk to me
If it aint bout some ass
Bitch dont walk with me
Them niggas i though was real
They double crossing me
F*ck niggas only get that
Smoke from me
Half a millie whole millie
I just want them m's
Fresh like a prince rip
To uncle phil
She told me shoot my shot
I told her bitch i shoot to kill
These niggas they love to talk
That talk but they aint really real
If it aint bout a bag
Please dont talk to me
If it aint bout some ass
Bitch dont walk with me
Them niggas i though was real
They double crossing me
F*ck niggas only get that smoke from me
Smoke
First thing first Imma get straight to the point
It's time to give you f*ck niggas smoke
And naw I ain't talking bout blunts
I'm Rocky balboa with the hands
Matter fact nigga I'm Zab Judah
You can't bite the hand that feed you nigga
Haven't you heard of the story of Judus
It's time to go Nino Brown
Sit ya five dollar ass back down
Before ya ass get laid in the ground
You the ring leader of the clowns
Niggas switching up bout bitches
Running off on they on niggas
Try to pull a Rico on me
I'ma cross ya ass out this picture
The baby 380 it pack the heat crazy
Shots in ya chest have you dripping like gravy
You hated on B when he copped the Mercedes
Ala Cash is the army better yet we the navy
Them diamonds you wearing
Yeah we know they fugazi
We did our research and found out you was shady
My choppa will smoke you like crack in the 80s
I ain't settling shit nigga f*ck you pay me
Half a millie whole millie
I just want them m's
Fresh like a prince rip
To uncle phil
She told me shoot my shot
I told her bitch i shoot to kill
These niggas they love to talk
That talk but they aint really real
If it aint bout a bag
Please dont talk to me
If it aint bout some ass
Bitch dont walk with me
Them niggas i though was real
They double crossing me
F*ck niggas only get that smoke from me
Half a millie whole millie that my motivation
I trust in only God
I aint got time for all the hating
These niggas they living a lie
What the f*ck is these niggas made with
They dont build em like me no more
I'm ten toes down until i make it
Learned my lesson the hard way
Knew some niggas turned fake
Now they cant look me in the face
The forty five coming at them niggas anyway
Couple niggas turned bitch on me
I gotta keep the stick tucked on me
Just in case a nigga act funny
Niggas switching for the love of money
Been loyal to the wrong niggas
Put your trust in them
But they don't really f*ck wit ya
Tried to show love
Tried to help them get some bucks wit ya
Now you walk round
With the forty cal tucked on ya
You already know who we dissing
Aint got time for the ass kissing
How none of your shit came up missing
Said they kicked the door
But there was no forced entry
Half a millie whole millie
I just want them m's
Fresh like a prince rip
To uncle phil
She told me shoot my shot
I told her bitch i shoot to kill
These niggas they love to talk
That talk but they aint really real
If it aint bout a bag
Please dont talk to me
If it aint bout some ass
Bitch dont walk with me
Them niggas i though was real
They double crossing me
F*ck niggas only get that smoke from me