Kameechi - Blowin' Smoke (feat. Shadie) Lyrics

Wha... What
Shii...
Blowin Smoke, I'm Blowin Smoke
Blowin Smoke, I told em
I told em I told em
I told em I told em
I told em again & again
They'll understand any minute
That every sentence I'm spitting
I'm f*cking handling business
I wish you knew me better
That'a make you do me better
She take off my Gucci sweater
F*ck em I make Gucci book better
I make this look easy
But shit be difficult
I hit the pinnacle
And put all my niggas on
Then set a bigger goal
Get in gorilla mode
I'm in a different zone
Try keep the damage to minimal
I can't maintain it
F*ck all the fake shit
I don't entertain it
I just wanna get this bag
I don't even wanna be famous
Wish i could murder beat
& still remain nameless
Clean kill
That's a clean kill
Forreal I'm still stainless
Kameechi
Blowing smoke like the exhaust
I been chasing paper I'm exhausted
Bad bitch
Drip like a faucet
And she goin...
She goin let me hit the target
Blowin smoke like the exhaust
I been chasing paper I'm exhausted
Made men
Clique steady mobbing
You got shooters
We got marksman
& they don't miss a target
Na they aint wit no talkin
Come across that sucka shit too often
Gotta address it then n there
And if you got a problem
Just say when & where
I cant let you drain my energy
F*ck all that cool shit
I rather be enemies
At least i know who I'm talkin to
I'm finishing up wit ya bitch
Give her a minute to call you
I smoke too much of this shit
I start to f*ck wit the oils
Yo
You goin hear what I got to say
Till it f*ckin annoy you
I dont give a f*ck if it bore you
I probly just f*ckin ignore you
I'm in the kitchen cookin up
& this shit is starting to boil
Hold up hold up
We bubbling now
Don't touch that
THAT'S HOT
Huh
Yeah
Blowing smoke like the exhaust
I been chasing paper I'm exhausted
Made men
Clique steady mobbing
You got shooters
We got marksman
And they don't miss a target
Blowing smoke like the exhaust
I been chasing paper I'm exhausted
Bad bitch
Drip like a faucet
And she goin...
She goin let me hit the target
YeaaShadie
Aw shit
Came up on some boss shit
If you take this shit I'm bout to take it get you nauseous
2 grams & a raw... damn
Girl come take that off... yea
She goin let me poke her face
Bet... Goin all in
Tell me what you need I got a deal for you
You f*ck up that money you in real trouble
My shooters go dummy & they real loyal
Look behind you see the smoke coming out that steel on you
That's that exhaust shit... Nigga