Kevin Gates - Who Want Smoke (Freestyle) lyrics

Chicago Bulls, basketball shorts
I'm tryna scrimmage (What up?)
I go ape, post up in the paint
Chi' be high percentage (Rrahh, ruff)
Ayy, let's get it, step on one of you niggas
Spit on you when I finish
Tryna act like they want smoke with Gates
They really be up in they feelings
(For real) this lil' bitty, pussy pressure
She won't sit on some of these inches
(Come on)
Told me, get this pussy pregnant, bae
I really want some of your children
(Aight, aight)
I know how to take the final thing and
Send it on one of these fenders (Woo-woo)
I'ma really cop a hollow, aim it
Send it at one of they temples (Woo-woo)
I'm just Fendi
I ain't came across a fix I go to inching
(I do) i be twitching
And my eye be kinda fucked up I be squinting
(Ah, ah) i be glitching, then my mind
Be kinda fucked up, come from killing
(Ah) you be spitting, you ain't
Never did a walk-up, you pretending
I would really stand up in your shit
And wrap your shit for Christmas (Right)
Closed case, he ain't got no face the
Lawyer's gon' dismiss it (Uh, huh)
Grab the pole, i'm tryna snatch his soul and
Turn him to a memory with the hold up
I'm bipolar and you know I'm bout my business
(I'm real)
Don't rap about you trappin' in traffic
They pull they panties down (Bow-bow)
Band-aid on my fingertips, swinger switch
Put that hammer down (Grrah)
They personal aburses score thirty-two
Out that wrap-around (Bow-bow)
Shottas slangin' coppa, that yoppa go
Bap bap bap bap-bow (Bow)
What the fuck is that? (Bow, what?)
What the fuck is that? (Bow)
What the fuck is that?
(Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow) I step on one
Of you niggas then
I'll spit on you when I finish

Lotta work, get distributed to my
Generals and lieutenants go berserk
I'll put you on a shirt from JCPenney
Bitch I'm turnt
Put your dick inside the dirt
And murk the witness i go lurk
Catch a body and tell Mazi how I did it
All my hitters working lense I
Go purchase me a Fendi drop that bag
Want your hat you know it's
Curtains when I set it
Dun-Dadda, kick the Rash-Clahh
This ain't gunfire
You know I don't get tired
Run you down your lungs tired
Fireman, catch you coming home
Like the umpire
Hmm, hitting her from the back I
Got my strap on top aback, lil' bitch
Thinking about setting me up in front of
The ideas then I'ma clap the bitch
Thinking about stealing my watch and running
Off then I'ma whack the bitch
That's how I bat that bitch
Used to be chief execution a big enforcer
Drug lords in my lineage
Many that been deported
Red ford, twenty-two inch on fourtys
I been retarded
Love my neighbors if I do some
Gangsta they don't report it
If a nigga raise his phone in
My presence think he recording
Cartier go walk around and make
Sure the bitch ain't recording
Take his phone go in his recent
Deleted and then destroy it
Hmm, then invite him to a show and
Then make him feel real important
Put them gremlins on they trail when they
Bell and they get a company
Don't entertain no fuckery
Told the bitch not to fuck with me
I'm gonna drop nuts how I'm thuggin'
This shit a luxury i show no remorse
Saddle up ain't got no horse
Hmm, Turn you to a coff-
In the slum this shit a sport
All these tigers in the jungle we
Let nature take it's course i'm new Brasi
Got some bodies he responding you of course
Many MAC-11 when it's static
I hold down the fort
Brand new 911 Turbo S I'm
Jumping out a Porsche
It do this shit, ain't nothing new to me
I been jumped off the porch
No suppressor on the whip and when
It spit look like a torch
We done barbecued a nigga, we done finished
Get the fork one of them men I maybe PSM
My eighteen throw up four
Talking tough on Instagram in person
They don't want no part
Clean the port and be a surely
Mini cartridge look like doors
Grip the 40 better take extra
Precaution when it spark

Take precaution when that bitch spark
Ya heard? Mm yeah that's how I step on shit
Bitch ass niggas be talking that
Gangsta shit like yeah
I know what's happening with me
Dick ya heard me
Hm, you know what's happening with me you
Know I'm out here ya heard me
Ayy, I'm out here you heard me
Get on the internet and do all that
Ayy, we do all that, ayy, ayy
Ayy, You can do all that shit you
Be doing on the internet dick
Ayy, but dick on that black top and you know
What's happening with me dick ya heard me
Bow bow what the fuck is that?
What the fuck is that?
What the fuck is that? I step on one of you
Niggas then I spit on you when I finish