Elton “L10MixedIt” Chueng - Smoke Again lyrics

[Intro] Mmm, igh! Acid Rap! [Hook: Chance The Rapper] I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] Who smokin' in my car? it's that n***a Chano AKA Mr. Bennett, AK Tony Montano I've got some folks in low end, I got some folks in C-note AK hundred dinero, you ever seen Casino? I just got back with 'Bino, I got a b**h but she know Her friends done did the Dino, that's that Chicago lingo Flamin' hots with cheese, and a Kiwi Mistic My dick won't even call her, cause she left all that lipstick n***as be on dirt, that's why I stay on petty I know that bangers jam, that's why my hands stay ready Flip the candy yum, that's the f**ing bombest Lean all on the square, that's a f**in' rhombus [Hook: Chance The Rapper] I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do [Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] Who's sneaking in the club? that's that young Sir Rapper Un-saran wrap the purple, wrap that blunt under after Smoke all out the window, cops could eat a dick If you ain't the hitter, you just might be the lick Flame on, flame on, I'm your b**h's ringtone She like when I rap raps, but better when I sing songs No Drake, but I get my Trey on, k**in' in the hood like Trayvon Shoppin' like I got a coupon, savin' like I got a cape on Cookin' crack in my apron, dressed like a n***a had 8 proms Tell shorty I may change and I made it and I napalm Trippy sh** to watch d** while on the clock Acid on the face that's a work of art [Hook] I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Soulo hoe hoe twerk somethin' Throw it back like you tryna hurt somethin' I'm so def, I ain't ever heard nothin' My name Herb, take herb, smoke herb (say word?) How 'bout you? No dap, but I'll take a pound or two No doubt like Gwen Stefani's group Look, let me put my mouth where you potty, boo (IGH!) Them n***as pissed, need potty training They movement sh**, that's a potty train She ain't left yet, but she probably came We kicked it then I score, soccer game She was a phony goalie, I got great aim though, don't insult me I'll give it to ya straight, this is what she told me My name Solo cause I'm the one and only She only got you as a n***a on the side That's a n***a on the side of a side b**h, homie Then we got out a Dodge, like them Dukes of Hazzard Music and tabs of Lucy, take your chance with this rapper [Hook: Chance The Rapper] I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do I don't even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So b**h, let's f** so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got sh** to do [Produced by Blended Babies]