Smoke Supreme - Smoke and Ignorance lyrics
[Smoke Supreme - Smoke and Ignorance lyrics]
Uh huh, aye yuh, aye (woo)
Smoke Supreme yuh, yuh, yuh
She a pretty girl but her heart is so broken
She gotta pretty smile, warm heart
She soft-spoken kush all in my lungs
I hit the dope til I start chokin’
Jump up and I grab the Glock
I think somebody broke in
Aye, Balenciagas I don’t like no Jordans
(nah, nah) aye, I spent 10 thousand
On designer clothin' (cash)
I’m hoping to stack this money
And go cop a foreign (vroom)
And I be high up in the clouds
I know you see me soarin’ (in the clouds)
Aye, feel like 23, bitch I’m scorin’
(scorin', aye)
Countin’ up money, bitch it's gorgeous
(bitch it's gorgeous, aye)
And I keep that plant on me like a florist
(gas) this bitch wanna fuck me all
Night until the mornin’ (thot)
It’s 4 AM
Who the fuck be knockin’ at my door again
Pray that it ain’t 12, hate goin’ to jail
Bitch I ain’t goin’ (nah, nah)
This lean got me snoozin bitch I
Know you hear me snorin’ (gone)
And, shout out to Majjora, bitch we tourin’
Aye, it feel like Christmas day
Bitch it’s snowin’ (bitch it’s snowin’, aye)
I fuck so many thots I swear
That you would think I’m hoein’
I walk up in the bank take
50 thousand then I blow it (guap)
Aye, bitch I’m full of smoke and ignorance
Aye, bitch I’m sending shots
I’m free-throwin’
I heard your mixtape but to
Me that shit was borin’ (nah)
My phone steady ringin’
I don’t answer I ignore it (nah)
Aye, bitch we full of smoke and ignorance
(full of smoke)
Smoke Supreme yuh, yuh, yuh
She a pretty girl but her heart is so broken
She gotta pretty smile, warm heart
She soft-spoken kush all in my lungs
I hit the dope til I start chokin’
Jump up and I grab the Glock
I think somebody broke in
Aye, Balenciagas I don’t like no Jordans
(nah, nah) aye, I spent 10 thousand
On designer clothin' (cash)
I’m hoping to stack this money
And go cop a foreign (vroom)
And I be high up in the clouds
I know you see me soarin’ (in the clouds)
Aye, feel like 23, bitch I’m scorin’
(scorin', aye)
Countin’ up money, bitch it's gorgeous
(bitch it's gorgeous, aye)
And I keep that plant on me like a florist
(gas) this bitch wanna fuck me all
Night until the mornin’ (thot)
It’s 4 AM
Who the fuck be knockin’ at my door again
Pray that it ain’t 12, hate goin’ to jail
Bitch I ain’t goin’ (nah, nah)
This lean got me snoozin bitch I
Know you hear me snorin’ (gone)
And, shout out to Majjora, bitch we tourin’
Aye, it feel like Christmas day
Bitch it’s snowin’ (bitch it’s snowin’, aye)
I fuck so many thots I swear
That you would think I’m hoein’
I walk up in the bank take
50 thousand then I blow it (guap)
Aye, bitch I’m full of smoke and ignorance
Aye, bitch I’m sending shots
I’m free-throwin’
I heard your mixtape but to
Me that shit was borin’ (nah)
My phone steady ringin’
I don’t answer I ignore it (nah)
Aye, bitch we full of smoke and ignorance
(full of smoke)