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Smoking Out My enemies, try to dodge these big ass hoes. Beat up in my J's or smokes, smoking on Some regular dro. Feel like Smokey, pick locs, I'm yelling, "Fuck these niggas, yo." Throw this to the sky with cannon, smoking on Some funky kinky. Hey, let me Get this freaky and freak this night. I'm gonna get my band out this bag for Y'all nigga brothers. Make 'em pay, day, hate. Make 'em pay for My motherfuckin' crashes. Get you just like riches, I want forty stacks. You don't know me, fuck around, we out here Breaking backs. On the floor, the floors on my Funky socks. From the top, cause you know I Got the greatest rocks. From then I wanna feel it, throw in inner Weave. Straight the club, bust the mean streets. I'm from the south, freaky girl, I like to Get it up. Get a the club, gettin' fucked up. Get my niggas for the cheese, that's the campaign. It's Alchemist, Folksmith