[Verse]
You was all up in my face, so I pulled out the mace
Tryna run up on me, baby thats not what’s up (bitch)
He called crybaby, so I got pretty wavy
I was sipping syrup straight from a sippy cup

I got bitches in my face, I got snitches in my face
I got kisses on my face, and I got weed all in my mace
I was getting all my dough while you were sitting back broke
Tryna snort all your blow, Imma watch you while I smoke

[Hook]
Do you smell that fresh gun smoke?
I know that got you woke, I see you running like an egg yoke
We’re gonna be here a while, might as well freestyle
Got them rhymes coming from the east coast like
I don’t care who you are, got a fresh new car
Come hot box the shit out of this fresh car

(Bitch, bitch, bitch)

(When I say I wanna smoke it all
I’m talking about blunts, joints, all that shit)

(I wanna smoke it all boy)