They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit,
Im just dripping in bape shit, hit the switcharoo man im feeling like kyrie
There's a party next door and you're not invited
He dont want smoke cuz it can get physical
Raised like a chimney turned him to scary hoe
O's in the bank account lookin like cheerios
I got the drop on em, send em to Mexico
Get em to cross that border, turned him to a martyr
My clip extended His was just shorter
Red on his dome a trump supporter
I'm burning hot someone gimme water
Red dotted sight, no mission aborted
My bitches bougie and bad, they imported
Can't f*ck em raw they take you to Maury
Been making buckets I'm feeling important
F*ck a whole series i Sweep em like jordan
F*ck a 6 ringer need 7 like Horry
Moved to the stuy cuz I'm feeling notorious
Movement don't stop till end of 4 quarters
They don't want no smoke
I can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like gone n miss me with all of that fake shit
I'm just dripping in my bape shit
Hit the switcharoo man I'm feeling like kyrie
There's a parynextdoor n you not invited
Rose in the name but don't misconstrue it
Disable ya chakras cuz reallyI do this
Texas my home where we chop it and screw it
Red white and blue, imma Austin made hooligan
Momma gone tell me what you gone do wit this
Imma pump Up just like my man Budden did
Build a whole empire traffic to Budapest
Unite some Nations I'm on some avenger shit
They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit
Im just dripping in bape shit
There's a party next door and you're not invited
Call double R like who want the statik
Load up chop then let em have it
Stop all that bluffin you a f*cking actress
Got ya shorty in my room doing backflips
Shorty off that white I'm sippin activist
Big dope in the spot smell like Catpiss
Young tycoon why you think shawty splashing
F*ck her so good she f*cked my mattress
Big bands when I walk in the spot
My nana said that I'm movin too hot
I catch me a stain they run to the cops
I ain't got no patience up in the glock
My young bulls look at me like they pops
Told them invest ain't no playin the block
They sleep on me shit I know ima pop
In love with my money in love with my thots
Glahhh little nigga you don't want no smoke tryna be in power I turn you to a ghost
You a lil duppy pussy boy you a joke turn you too a pack gang be smokin big dope
Racks in my pockets i need me a Birkin
Told myself i don't f*ck with peoples children
Never cared if i turned myself a villain
You chasing scraps, I'm chasing them millions
He been cold cut, he wanna be hero
Snitches gets stitches, I'm thinking you lilo
Danny serve fed time he moving them kilos
Got Russian connects he talking to Milo
6'7 standing on stacks
F*ck this shit up cuz this 808 slaps
Talked to ya girl she sitting on laps
Promoting her songs, but we know it's wack
Chorus no bars she a City girl wanna be
No this not hate nor this is jealousy
I just got questions like the rest of her family
Where is ya child and who the real daddy be
They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit
Im just dripping in bape shit
There's a party next door and you're not invited
Ragin Rose - No Smoke (feat. Kesscobar) Lyrics
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They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit,
Im just dripping in bape shit, hit the switcharoo man im feeling like kyrie
There's a party next door and you're not invited
He dont want smoke cuz it can get physical
Raised like a chimney turned him to scary hoe
O's in the bank account lookin like cheerios
I got the drop on em, send em to Mexico
Get em to cross that border, turned him to a martyr
My clip extended His was just shorter
Red on his dome a trump supporter
I'm burning hot someone gimme water
Red dotted sight, no mission aborted
My bitches bougie and bad, they imported
Can't f*ck em raw they take you to Maury
Been making buckets I'm feeling important
F*ck a whole series i Sweep em like jordan
F*ck a 6 ringer need 7 like Horry
Moved to the stuy cuz I'm feeling notorious
Movement don't stop till end of 4 quarters
They don't want no smoke
I can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like gone n miss me with all of that fake shit
I'm just dripping in my bape shit
Hit the switcharoo man I'm feeling like kyrie
There's a parynextdoor n you not invited
Rose in the name but don't misconstrue it
Disable ya chakras cuz reallyI do this
Texas my home where we chop it and screw it
Red white and blue, imma Austin made hooligan
Momma gone tell me what you gone do wit this
Imma pump Up just like my man Budden did
Build a whole empire traffic to Budapest
Unite some Nations I'm on some avenger shit
They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit
Im just dripping in bape shit
There's a party next door and you're not invited
Call double R like who want the statik
Load up chop then let em have it
Stop all that bluffin you a f*cking actress
Got ya shorty in my room doing backflips
Shorty off that white I'm sippin activist
Big dope in the spot smell like Catpiss
Young tycoon why you think shawty splashing
F*ck her so good she f*cked my mattress
Big bands when I walk in the spot
My nana said that I'm movin too hot
I catch me a stain they run to the cops
I ain't got no patience up in the glock
My young bulls look at me like they pops
Told them invest ain't no playin the block
They sleep on me shit I know ima pop
In love with my money in love with my thots
Glahhh little nigga you don't want no smoke tryna be in power I turn you to a ghost
You a lil duppy pussy boy you a joke turn you too a pack gang be smokin big dope
Racks in my pockets i need me a Birkin
Told myself i don't f*ck with peoples children
Never cared if i turned myself a villain
You chasing scraps, I'm chasing them millions
He been cold cut, he wanna be hero
Snitches gets stitches, I'm thinking you lilo
Danny serve fed time he moving them kilos
Got Russian connects he talking to Milo
6'7 standing on stacks
F*ck this shit up cuz this 808 slaps
Talked to ya girl she sitting on laps
Promoting her songs, but we know it's wack
Chorus no bars she a City girl wanna be
No this not hate nor this is jealousy
I just got questions like the rest of her family
Where is ya child and who the real daddy be
They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit
Im just dripping in bape shit
There's a party next door and you're not invited
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit,
Im just dripping in bape shit, hit the switcharoo man im feeling like kyrie
There's a party next door and you're not invited
He dont want smoke cuz it can get physical
Raised like a chimney turned him to scary hoe
O's in the bank account lookin like cheerios
I got the drop on em, send em to Mexico
Get em to cross that border, turned him to a martyr
My clip extended His was just shorter
Red on his dome a trump supporter
I'm burning hot someone gimme water
Red dotted sight, no mission aborted
My bitches bougie and bad, they imported
Can't f*ck em raw they take you to Maury
Been making buckets I'm feeling important
F*ck a whole series i Sweep em like jordan
F*ck a 6 ringer need 7 like Horry
Moved to the stuy cuz I'm feeling notorious
Movement don't stop till end of 4 quarters
They don't want no smoke
I can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like gone n miss me with all of that fake shit
I'm just dripping in my bape shit
Hit the switcharoo man I'm feeling like kyrie
There's a parynextdoor n you not invited
Rose in the name but don't misconstrue it
Disable ya chakras cuz reallyI do this
Texas my home where we chop it and screw it
Red white and blue, imma Austin made hooligan
Momma gone tell me what you gone do wit this
Imma pump Up just like my man Budden did
Build a whole empire traffic to Budapest
Unite some Nations I'm on some avenger shit
They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit
Im just dripping in bape shit
There's a party next door and you're not invited
Call double R like who want the statik
Load up chop then let em have it
Stop all that bluffin you a f*cking actress
Got ya shorty in my room doing backflips
Shorty off that white I'm sippin activist
Big dope in the spot smell like Catpiss
Young tycoon why you think shawty splashing
F*ck her so good she f*cked my mattress
Big bands when I walk in the spot
My nana said that I'm movin too hot
I catch me a stain they run to the cops
I ain't got no patience up in the glock
My young bulls look at me like they pops
Told them invest ain't no playin the block
They sleep on me shit I know ima pop
In love with my money in love with my thots
Glahhh little nigga you don't want no smoke tryna be in power I turn you to a ghost
You a lil duppy pussy boy you a joke turn you too a pack gang be smokin big dope
Racks in my pockets i need me a Birkin
Told myself i don't f*ck with peoples children
Never cared if i turned myself a villain
You chasing scraps, I'm chasing them millions
He been cold cut, he wanna be hero
Snitches gets stitches, I'm thinking you lilo
Danny serve fed time he moving them kilos
Got Russian connects he talking to Milo
6'7 standing on stacks
F*ck this shit up cuz this 808 slaps
Talked to ya girl she sitting on laps
Promoting her songs, but we know it's wack
Chorus no bars she a City girl wanna be
No this not hate nor this is jealousy
I just got questions like the rest of her family
Where is ya child and who the real daddy be
They don't want no smoke i can tell they don't
They be smiling in ya face but talk about you on the low
Like go and miss me wit the fake shit
Im just dripping in bape shit
There's a party next door and you're not invited
Writer: Ragin Rose, Antonio Moreno
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid