6ix9ine - NO SMOKE (REMIX) lyrics

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6ix9ine - NO SMOKE (REMIX) lyrics

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine] n***as ain’t scum Four fifth through the drum You only got that for fun All of that fronting for what? I might pull up in a Lamb Run up on your mans Pop a n***a like a Xan When I run up with my clan n***as know me, 4 5 6, stay it Aim at your motherf**ing fitted n***a, we with it 30 cli in the smith Knock the n***a off his pivot Watch your eyes fake the dump When this gun f**ing buck Concrete shoes and all Body lay under the tongue Yeah, we rep that f**ing six But I finger f** that nine They throw dirt all on my name Spell TEKASHI69 Went to jail, spent the case n***a, I ain’t doing time Feel whole weight, in my set We held 30, free the 9 (squad) [Verse 1: 6ix9ine] n***as ain’t scum Four fifth through the drum You only got that for fun All of that fronting for what? I might pull up in a Lamb Run up on your mans Pop a n***a like a Xan When I run up with my clan n***as know me, 4 5 6, stay it Aim at your motherf**ing fitted n***a, we with it 30 cli in the smith Knock the n***a off his pivot Watch your eyes fake the dump When this gun f**ing buck Concrete shoes and all Body lay under the tongue Yeah, we rep that f**ing six But I finger f** that nine They throw dirt all on my name Spell TEKASHI69 Went to jail, spent the case n***a, I ain’t doing time Feel whole weight, in my set We held 30, free the 9 (squad) [Hook: 6ix9ine] n***as don’t want no smoke See them, they choke Buck 50 through his nose Then I take a n***a b**h Head to the trap, all my n***as giving gold All my n***as trained to go Upping the pole, TTG, we let it go Whack a n***a like a mole 40 CAL through his soul Then we hit the road [Verse 2: Hudson Flo] You don’t really want no smoke You don’t really got no hope Boy, you know I got that pole Everyday and I know Everyday it’s a go You don’t really want no war Better double lock your door When you come knock with force Knocking you off your horse Then run out and hop the porch Won’t peep no more .38 baby, .38 raised me But I won’t let my .38 change me Gotta come up, won’t sleep ’till I make it Gotta get out, I’m stuck in the Matrix It’s time I change up your thought Better think fast, I’m aiming the torch Ain’t taking a loss, I’m making a cross I’m taking it all, so take it no more The way I move like Mike in his prime Rise up and I’m taking what’s mine I move to the left, I move to the right I step back and I shoot out your light And thank you for days and thank you for weeks Thinking it’s sweet, I’ll shoot up your street Been praying a lot, but I don’t really know if I’m praying to God But the praying don’t stop Don’t have dreams, I have nightmares Said I don’t sleep, so I won’t leave I pull it out, I don’t fight fair Said I won’t leave, so b**h hold these

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