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lirik lagu lil skrrt 11 - "smoke first"

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[intro: lil skrrt 11]
b~tch, f~ck your dead homies, we don’t play fair
eastside, posted in the trap, heavy smoke in the air
(hah, southside on the track, lil’ b~tch)

[chorus: lil skrrt 11]
n~ggas know how skrrt get down, b~tch, i shoot with no warnin’
mask on, glock out, got the opps in the mornin’
f~ck your gang, you ain’t slidin’, y’all just typin’ and talkin’
hollow tips in this stick, leave a f~ck n~gga coughin’
drums on the chop, b~tch, that sh~t keep knockin’
catch a goofy in the whip, all the windows get toppin’
i ain’t never gave a f~ck, that’s the life that i’m walkin’
on the block with my bros, it’s the reaper that’s stalkin’

[verse 1: lil skrrt 11]
f~ck your mama’s house, we spray that sh~t
told your b~tch bend over, then i made her l!ck d~ck
shoot a n~gga broad day, then reload that clip
i don’t talk to no cops, i don’t snitch on sh~t
you a b~tch, you ain’t steppin’, you just flashin’ a stick
we was robbin’ as kids, now we rich off a brick
i don’t beef on no net, we gon’ catch you in person
put your dumbass in a he~rs~, leave your whole fam hurtin’
i been sippin’ on drank, dirty cup got me swervin’
if a opp on my block, best believe we gon’ purge him
this a warzone, b~tch, ain’t no motherf~ckin’ mercy
say my name in a song, get your dumb ass buried
[chorus: lil skrrt 11]
n~ggas know how skrrt get down, b~tch, i shoot with no warnin’
mask on, glock out, got the opps in the mornin’
f~ck your gang, you ain’t slidin’, y’all just typin’ and talkin’
hollow tips in this stick, leave a f~ck n~gga coughin’
drums on the chop, b~tch, that sh~t keep knockin’
catch a goofy in the whip, all the windows get toppin’
i ain’t never gave a f~ck, that’s the life that i’m walkin’
on the block with my bros, it’s the reaper that’s stalkin’

[verse 2: lil skrrt 11]
b~tch, i’m really with the sh~ts, i ain’t scared of no beef
catch an opp by the store, put his ass on a tee
we was raised in the gutter, all we know is the streets
big smoke in the air, that’s a dead opp treat
i be laughin’ at your homies, y’all ain’t slid in a week
pull up deep in a van, hoppin’ out with the heat
f~ck a b~tch, then i dip, i don’t trust no freak
if a n~gga want static, he get dropped on beat
got a drum on the glock, that’s a fifty~round feast
we gon’ spin two times, make your block look weak
i don’t talk on the phone, feds tap my line
catch a rat, lay him flat, leave him dead in the grind

[chorus: lil skrrt 11]
n~ggas know how skrrt get down, b~tch, i shoot with no warnin’
mask on, glock out, got the opps in the mornin’
f~ck your gang, you ain’t slidin’, y’all just typin’ and talkin’
hollow tips in this stick, leave a f~ck n~gga coughin’
drums on the chop, b~tch, that sh~t keep knockin’
catch a goofy in the whip, all the windows get toppin’
i ain’t never gave a f~ck, that’s the life that i’m walkin’
on the block with my bros, it’s the reaper that’s stalkin’
[outro: lil skrrt 11]
b~tch, keep playin’, we gon’ slide on sight
f~ck the other side, it’s a war every night
n~ggas know how i live, i’ma shoot, not fight
first single, b~tch, and i did this right


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