DDG - no smoke (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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DDG - no smoke (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, whip a Ferrari
Okay, whip a Ferrari, I play with
that pussy like it's an Atari
Okay, she caught me cheatin', I told
her I'm too turnt, baby, I'm sorry
Okay, I'm in the Yaktown, I'm
in the 313 with my Cartis
Okay, when I'm in London, I
fuck on your woman, she like
how I keep it a hunnid
Oh, you want smoke with me?
Niggas ain't runnin'
All that bluffin', it's
gettin' reduntant
Niggas be actin' like they want
smoke with me, they don't
want no smoke for real
Been on my shit for a long-
ass time, all these new
lit niggas look up to me
I don't even know the bitch name,
but shе come to the crib
and she keep on touchin' mе
Greatness take a long time, when I get
locked in, it ain't no rushin' me
I already came, but she wanna impress
a nigga, she keep on suckin' me
They talkin' 'bout clout,
they talkin' 'bout chasin',
I'm already poppin'
Bust down on a chain, the Audemars
plain, got too many options
I done already hit that ho, so I
pass to the homie like Stockton
I don't check no price, no clothes,
if I want that shit, I'll cop it
I had me a dream last night, I was
sellin' out all the arenas
Got the ice on in Dubai, might
turn to an Aquafina
She a yellow-bone bad bitch with her
own money, on God, I need her
She a good girl and she not toxic,
then I gotta breed her
Gotta breed her, gotta put a
baby inside that coochie
She a ten out of ten, then I'm hittin'
that raw like some uncooked sushi
By the way she walk, the way she
talk, can tell she bougie
Walk around with a Birkin, Hermès
bag, she ain't wearin' no Gucci
Niggas be actin' like they got a
problem, I'm pullin' up like it
was smoke for real (Smoke)
Rockin' Rick Owens from top to bottom,
you lil' niggas ain't even
close to trim (Close to trim)
Young Gunna Wunna the top (Top), don
dada, I'm callin' the play and control
the field (Control the field)
Stackin' these racks by the enchilada (Yeah),
I'm workin', then bringin' back
home the meal (Back home the meal)
Forged the tires, okay
Bettin' in Vegas, I'm stayin'
at Fountainebleau, she at the
Aria (She at the Aria)
Your bitch let me borrow, okay, won't
see me tomorrow (See me tomorrow)
I'm on some boss shit, got
me a boss bitch, made her
a star (Made her a star)
Okay, raisin' the bar, okay
Whip a Ferrari
Whippin' a puro, coppin' some euros,
this a Ferrari (This a Ferrari)
Life of the party, okay
This a new Marni (New Marni)
I got a blueprint, pick up a blue
strip early in the mornin'
Uh, whip a Ferrari (Whip a Ferrari,
whip a Ferrari), yeah
They don't want no smoke for real
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