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Blowing Smoke
Bryson Tiller
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Ayy, it's seven a.m. in the morning, I've been up since three Fuck it, I'ma keep goin', yeah Young Penn Griffin, I go to, I go to bed for my niggas The poem was intended, nigga, wow, look how I'm livin', nigga Angels say, watch how you spin it, nigga Devil say, cop a new Bentley, nigga Might as well quick as you get it, nigga Made a prediction, nigga Fortune teller, nigga Ayy, I got it, yeah, I get it, nigga You a rappin' contradiction, nigga Hundred racks on a sticker New whip and I'm in it with her Set it off, this a sticker Tell a king to shake shit up Shakin' that shit up Then I go put another check in the bank, nigga Got a lot up on my plate, nigga Grandma need a new estate, nigga You a fraud, you a fake, nigga Can't keep up with the pace, nigga Don't give a fuck about the race, nigga Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shorty, she like it slow And just like her, I heard it all before Don't let them fool you, they blowin' smoke Yeah, they blowin' smoke, yeah Yeah, I heard it all before Don't let them lie to you anymore Don't let them lie to you anymore Ayy, don't let them fool you, baby Yeah G, Snyder, get a shifter, nigga Need a lighter for the spliff, nigga I pull up in a street fighter, chain hitter, nigga Now that I got your attention, nigga Keep my name off your lips, nigga Hey, just like her, I don't take you serious, nigga No, you can't be serious, nigga You can't be serious, nigga I can't even hear it, nigga You gotta be up on my tier, nigga You ain't nowhere near it, nigga Young Tiller don't fear a nigga Ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors, nigga Know you seen me last year, nigga All that cleavin' capillaries, nigga Thoroughbred, I'm a winner D'Usse in my cup, I feel like Jigga Winds got me hittin' liquor And they got you niggas feelin' bitter Bitch, I been a heavy hitter But you barely makin' plays, nigga Fuck it, let me demonstrate, nigga Home runnin', now I'm safe, nigga Can't keep up with the pace, nigga Get the fuck up out the race, nigga Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go, pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shorty, she like it slow And just like her, I heard it all before Don't let them fool you, they blowin' smoke Yeah, they blowin' smoke, yeah Yeah, I heard it all before Don't let them lie to you anymore Don't let them lie to you anymore
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Bryson Tiller
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