Fredo Bang - Lotta Smoke lyrics

Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II

[Fredo Bang - Lotta Smoke lyrics]

Yeah, I put a nigga on his back
You heard me? You know
I'm smokin' on a fat nigga
You understand me?
And we ain't dumpin' no ashes
You heard me? Bang Biz nigga
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat

I got a lot of smoke, just like Marley
I put a bitch to sleep, just like Cosby
He better have an angel if he cross me
I killed your partner, nigga, I ain't sorry
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
(Bang Man nigga)

All my niggas on go, you know we never froze
Forty gon' kiss your lips
Like we under the mistletoe


You know my chest is ice
They know my heart is gold
Got on red like Santa Claus, no North
We keep a pole chasin' that bag
Stackin' bricks just like Legos
Play, I have my shooters meet
Up with them dracos
I be on my cheese just like mayo
Fuck around and have you
Missin' just like Nemo
Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, Bingo
Step on a nigga like a doormat
Glock all black like Kodak
Know you miss your partner
You'll never get your bro back (Bitch)
Slide on a nigga, that's a toe tag
Send enough thizzle to get a nigga toe tagged
(Bitch) you gon' need a Haitian
You play with a gangster
I could be your daddy
I wake up and spank you

I got a lot of smoke, just like Marley
I put a bitch to sleep, just like Cosby
He better have an angel if he cross me
I killed your partner, nigga, I ain't sorry
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
(Bang Man, nigga)

Body after body, bitch you know what we did
(I'm up one) six shots from the revolver
Call that bitch a six pack (I tuck one)
Yeah, I could send a hit
Like I work for Fed-Ex
Just put one in the dirt and I'm hollerin'
"Who next?" yeah i put a dub on him, I
Got no love for him, yeah, yeah
Chopper knockin' off your dome, bitch I'm
Real hard to kill, yeah, yeah
I could pull the trigger or
Make my shooter squeeze
(Make my shooter, nigga)
Got no fuckin' ones
I do this shit with ease
(I'll shoot you, nigga)
Ayy, fuck around with me and
You won't get no sleep
You gon' need a gas mask
I make it hard to breathe
Got this pussy sweatin' like
They had fatigue
Only thing gon' come to smoke
Is when a nigga bleed

I got a lot of smoke, just like Marley
I put a bitch to sleep, just like Cosby
He better have an angel if he cross me
I killed your partner, nigga, I ain't sorry
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke
(Bang Man, nigga)

Yeah, yeah (I got a lot of smoke)
Yeah, yeah (I got a lot of smoke)
Yeah, yeah (I got a lot of smoke) yeah, yeah
(I got a lot of smoke, I got a lot of smoke)
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat
B-Easy, that's my slime

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