[Intro]
I want all the smoke, fuck n***a don't choke
I want all the smoke, fuck n***a don't choke
I want all the smoke, fuck n***a don't choke
(Bobby Kritical)

[Chorus]
I just had to cook it up, n***a, like it was sauté, (Ayy)
No, I do not rock Balmains
You n***as play like Nintendo, I play no games
My bitch graduated from college, she got good brain
You look like a whatchamacallit, that boy got no taste (Ayy)
Just like it's a Kit Kat I told that ho that I need a break
I'm not with the chit chat, my n***as would rather run a fade (Ayy)
You can try to eat it for Twitter and Instagram fame
I want all the smoke, fuck n***a don't choke (Ayy)
She gon' deepthroat on my dick, like a ho (Ayy)
I won't ever fold, bitch I stand ten toes (Ayy)
Talking out your neck, broke boy don't get exposed (Ayy)

[Verse]
Two bitches, they hit my phone at the same exact time
So I had fucked them together
No I'm not shady, but I cannot fuck with these n***as
So I might just change like the weather
She say she like my dick, it get her wetter
These pussy boys lightweight just like a feather
Look just like pussy
Smell just like pussy
That boy might be pussy
I know that boy pussy
N***a d-riding, no I'm not a friend of you, yeah
These n***as dumb like a vegetable
Like I just won a Fortnite solo, W
Finishing gin goo like if it was just the too
I would kill myself if I was the same as you
Like it's a Kurt angle move
Pussy boy, your parents should be ashamed of you
You'd better run, and my pistol I aim at you
I want all of the smoke
I use my Bic lighter so much that I think that shit had ran out of fuel
Fuck all that talkin' shit, I run a fade with you
Kick like it's soccer, but I don't play games with you
Just like in LA, bitch I'ma be In N' Out
That bitch an eater, so I put dick in her mouth
These n***as pussy boy, they sucking dick for clout
These n***as scary, just like Tom and Jerry mouse
[Chorus]
I just had to cook it up, n***a, like it was sauté, (Ayy)
No, I do not rock Balmains
You n***as play Nintendo, I play no games
My bitch graduated from college, she got good brain
You look like a whatchamacallit, that boy got no taste (Ayy)
Just like it's a Kit Kat I told that ho that I need a break
I'm not with the chit chat, my n***as would rather run a fade (Ayy)
You can try to eat it for Twitter and Instagram fame
I want all the smoke, fuck n***a don't choke (Ayy)
She gon' deepthroat on my dick, like a ho (Ayy)
I won't ever fold, bitch I stand ten toes (Ayy)
Talking out your neck, broke boy don't get exposed (Ayy)