Nardo Wick – Who Want Smoke?? Lyrics

 

Who Want Smoke?? Lyrics Nardo Wick

Who Want Smoke?? Lyrics

 

Who Want Smoke?? Lyrics by Nardo Wick (feat. G Herbo, Lil Durk & 21 Savage)

 

Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
N**** who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
N**** who want smoke with me?

Who want smoke with me? I’m tryna fuck a n**** lungs up
They be like, “Nardo, put them damn guns up”
Fuck that, say, “Big brother, bring them guns out”
When it’s smoke, we get to spinnin’ while the sun out
I ain’t never lackin’, I pump gas with my gun out
Scream out, “What’s happening?” then get to bussin’ ’til it run out
All these n***** hidin’, I’m like where they at? It ain’t no fun now
7.62s, they big ass hell, knock a n**** lungs out
One, two, three, four
(Kick your door, get on thе floor)
Five, six, seven, eight
(Don’t make no noise, I’ll eat your face)
Nine, ten, eleven
We ain’t gon say that number, we don’t fuck with jakes
Imma kill fourteen n***** if thirteen bitch n***** play
I think my Draco might be gay (Why?)
Cause he blow n*****
I just got a brand new Lolli
That’s a four nickel
Call me Nardo, yes, man
I don’t know n*****
You could send your best man
You gon’ lose your best hitta
What the fuck is that?
What the fuck is that?
That’s how I step on n*****
(How I step on these bitch ass n*****, bitch)

(Man what!)
They be on my page like “slide for Von”
I know they trolling me (Cap)
Outside with yall big homie
Be on, I keep the folks with me (Bow!)
Got it back in blood, y’all just don’t know that’s how it posed to be (Shhh)
Called him for a feature just to kill him cause we know he sweet (Grra! Grra!)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Who the fuck is that?
Bro go check the door, look out the window
Don’t forget the strap (Let’s get it)
I be on they ass when I see opps
I do forget I rap (I do)
I be on this shit wherever I’m at
I learned that from the Raq
He gon drink whatever a n**** sell him just to say he high
They be like ‘he wasn’t even with that shit’ whenever a n**** die (He gone)
Emergency room gon always lie to y’all whenever a n**** die (True)
Sayin’ a n**** stable as they check just to keep y’all quiet
Bro nem stomp his ass
Better do what Nardo say cause n***** die for pumping gas
Why you act like that shit so exclusive?
Bitch that’s public ass
Can’t no n**** we don’t fuck with come around, we stomp his ass
Nardo voice
Creep up out that cut, we like shh shh
Nardo voice
Catch him before he run, that gun go shew shew
Aye who you kill?
Steady talking like you did a drill
We gon kill you sober
Who done told you that I need a pill? (Gang)

Real deal steppa, put my toe on that boy
You Mickey Mouse bitch you went and told on that boy
All my guns come with a switch cause I’m fucking rich
I don’t type no tweets or throw no fists
Get shot in yo shit
Old n***** steady tryna diss
Fuck up off my dick
Caught em leaving bingo with his bitch and we sent a blitz
Nardo tryna fight me bout the stick
It’s his turn to blick
I can’t even roll my opps in shit
Pussies don’t exist
One, two, three, four
N***** mad I fucked they hoe
Five, six, seven, eight
Pussies that got hit with this K
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Don’t got no L’s, they gotta chase
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
Hallow tips, they hit his face
What the fuck is that?
What the fuck is that?
Hit that little bitch from the back
Fa fa fa fa fa fa
Pest control
Who call bout rats? (Pussy)

Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us?
Who want smoke with us? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with us? (Who want smoke?)
Who want smoke with us? (Fuck n****)
Who want smoke with us? (Brrrr)
N****

I be with real killers
Imma rappin’ street n**** (Street n****)
Copy, paste, delete n*****
Can’t wait til we see n***** (Ok)
Who want smoke? It’s free (Smoke, it’s free)
All the oppers sweet, swisher
Hop out, middle of the street, hit ’em
Soon as he fall off his feet, kill ’em
Been out all week
Seen 3 R.I.P pictures
My shooters all eatin’ (All of ’em)
You can tell that we richer
Pull up ball, it swish
Been on all the hits (All the hits)
Now I’m all legit (All legit)
Shoutout Nardo Wick
Bitch
One, two, three, four
Fuck the opps, them n***** hoes
Five, six, seven, eight
Slime and race we GDK
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
No mask, still ain’t go to jail (Brrr)
Hundred K checks in the mail
Put that away just for bail
All the crack we used to sell
Auntie house still got the smell
Fans be negative as hell
Fuck that shit, I just prevail
AR hold a hundred shells
Aim that bitch, shoot everywhere
No limit, I’ll never care
Spin they block, they never there
Pussy
What the fuck is that? (Fuck is that?)
What the fuck is that? (The fuck is that?)
Cost a fuckin’ check
Bow! Touch my fuckin’ neck