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Bryson Tiller - Blowing Smoke lyrics

Blowing Smoke lyrics

Ayy
It's 7AM in the morning, I been up since 3
Fuck it, I'ma keep going
Yeah

Young Pen Griffey
I go to, I go to bat for my niggas
The pun was intended, nigga
Wow, look how I'm livin', nigga
Angels say watch how you spendin', nigga
Devil say cop a new Bentley, nigga
Might as well, quick as you get it, nigga
Made a prediction, nigga
Fortune teller, nigga
Ayy, I got it, yeah, I get it, nigga
You a rappin' contradiction, nigga
Hunnid racks on a sticker
New whip and I'm in it with her
Set it off, this a stick up
'Til they came and shake shit up
Shakin' that shit up
Then I go put another check in the bank, nigga
Got a lot up on my plate, nigga
Grandma need a new estate, nigga
You a fraud, you a fake, nigga
Can't keep up with the pace, nigga
Get the fuck up out the race, nigga

Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
Pump your brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it slow
Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
Yeah, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em lie to you anymore
Hey, don't let 'em lie to you anymore

Ayy, don't let 'em fool you, baby
Gene Snyder, gear shift a nigga
Need a lighter for the spliff, nigga
I pull up in; a street fighter chain, hit a nigga
Now that I got your attention, nigga
Keep my name off your lips, nigga
Hey, just like her, I don't take you serious, nigga
No you can't be serious, nigga
You can't be serious, nigga
I can't even hear it, nigga
Gotta be up on my tier, nigga
You ain't nowhere near, nigga
Young Tiller don't fear a nigga
Ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors, nigga
Know you seen me last year, nigga
All at Cleveland Cavaliers, nigga
Thoroughbred, I'm a winner
D'USSE in my cup, I feel like Jigga
Wins got me hittin' liquor (faded)
And they got you niggas feelin' bitter (you mad)
Bitch, I been a heavy hitter
But you barely makin' plays, nigga
Fuck it, let me demonstrate, nigga
Home runnin', not safe, nigga
Guess I got what it takes, nigga
Can't keep up with the pace, nigga
Get the fuck up out the race, nigga

Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
Pump your brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it slow
Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
Yeah, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em lie to you anymore
Hey, don't let 'em lie to you anymore.

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