Walk In The Smoke!
[Hook: CH3RRY]
Throw that bag, keep a 10, we gon hit the ace
Throw that ass, keep a blade, put him in his place
Pop that body, I be driving, in this white wraith
Pop a molly, I get high, in a drag race
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
[Verse: CH3RRY]
Walk in this bitch, I feel like a chief
With a halo, I don't like, why the tryna be like me
Eyes like kano, shooting lasers, I can try to grab the key
Countin' papers, fucking traitors, I'm smoking lotta trees
Why these bitches, wanna act, they can take a hit
I don't know, you can ask, if they like the sound of spit
Watch thе cameras, look at you, I feel like Michael Schmidt
Sucking blood, likе dracula, see the clock when it ticks
Walk in the smoke, I can breathe the air from my nose
Talk down bout my shit, better stay on ten toes
Pipe down bout my dick, I came with a bow
Cut down all my weight, and I wear new clothes
Feel the energy surging through my fucking mind
Hear the cost purging, who is tryna fucking die
I go private bout some shit, and they finna cry
I go private bout some shit, and they finna cry
[Hook: CH3RRY]
Throw that bag, keep a 10, we gon hit the ace
Throw that ass, keep a blade, put him in his place
Pop that body, I be driving, in this white wraith
Pop a molly, I get high, in a drag race
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
Throw that bag, keep a 10, we gon hit the ace
Throw that ass, keep a blade, put him in his place
Pop that body, I be driving, in this white wraith
Pop a molly, I get high, in a drag race
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
[Verse: CH3RRY]
Walk in this bitch, I feel like a chief
With a halo, I don't like, why the tryna be like me
Eyes like kano, shooting lasers, I can try to grab the key
Countin' papers, fucking traitors, I'm smoking lotta trees
Why these bitches, wanna act, they can take a hit
I don't know, you can ask, if they like the sound of spit
Watch thе cameras, look at you, I feel like Michael Schmidt
Sucking blood, likе dracula, see the clock when it ticks
Walk in the smoke, I can breathe the air from my nose
Talk down bout my shit, better stay on ten toes
Pipe down bout my dick, I came with a bow
Cut down all my weight, and I wear new clothes
Feel the energy surging through my fucking mind
Hear the cost purging, who is tryna fucking die
I go private bout some shit, and they finna cry
I go private bout some shit, and they finna cry
[Hook: CH3RRY]
Throw that bag, keep a 10, we gon hit the ace
Throw that ass, keep a blade, put him in his place
Pop that body, I be driving, in this white wraith
Pop a molly, I get high, in a drag race
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the smoke, let the choppa bang bang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang
Walk in the house, I grab my gang gang