Lil Yachty – Who Want The Smoke? Lyrics

(The smoke, who?)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word, b-b-b-blat)
Who want the smoke? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? (Huh?)
Who that there? Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? (Who there?)
Bitch so damn wet, drippin’ on my marble floor (drip, drip, drip)
Never not strapped, in my city, on my foe
Pull up in a two-seater (yeah,) in a wife-beater
With my bro, he be bangin’ like a car speaker
All black, late night like the Grim Reaper
Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer
[Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]
Who want the smoke? (Huh?)
Who that there? Word! (Ayy)
[Verse 3: Offset]
Offset! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? Wet him up, humble up
Seen the Ghost, [?] got a scope and I hope
That they pull up to the spot with the ho
Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (smoke)
The SIG pulled out, nigga had a stroke
[?] at them niggas, shawty, I don’t know
Choppa made that bitch (bah), ain’t nowhere to go
Throw him off the boat (die), in the river, float (float)
30 round clip in this clip clear (clear)
I’m in the Wraith so I’m lookin’ at the rear mirror (mirror)
Free jit, we ain’t goin’ for that shit, period (free jit)
Red dots on their pussy, niggas on their period (hey, hey) (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Yeah, who?)
Who want the smoke? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? [Intro: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Lil’ Juice]
I fuck with this shit, man
Ha
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? Glock 40 in my coat
My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (fire, fire)
Suffocate him, hang him by the rope
Hot potato, bullet, let it go (brrt, brrt, brrt)
The .44 put him in a yolk (.44)
Pull up in the store, no, like he seen a ghost
And I got the kilo comin’ on the boat (kilo)
We gon’ move it fast, vamanos, vamanos (vamanos)
Niggas talkin’ foul on the d-low (foul)
[?] I’m standin’ at the line, shoot a free throw
Medical, I sip a couple lines of fineto
Impeccable, the Richard Mille line, man, it’s see-through (impeccable)
Who want the smoke? [Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]
Hotboxin’ in the whip (in the whip)
I don’t even smoke (smoke though)
But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it’s smoke (huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (word)
Chandelier (chandelier)
Can you hear? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Is you fuckin’? (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Cardi B]
I-I-I hear shots comin’ on the low from hoes I’m higher than
This attention is so flatterin’ ’cause they’re admirin’
Don’t know what’s on their mind, but it should be retirement
Get the AARP or this AR get to firin’ (blat)
They don’t want smoke with me (no)
The diamonds is chokin’ me, their pussy need potpourri
These bitches is 0-3
And there ain’t a lower league, all in my ovaries
The fur on my shoulder mink
Tell me what Hov would think
I get the money, I am the king of New York
And I rock a sew-in weave (woo, woo, woo, woo)
I run it, I run it, I relay the win
They talkin’, they talkin’, I’m takin’ it in
I did not come here to make any friends
Who buried the bridge and aren’t makin’ amends
They don’t want none, I’ll say it again (yee!)
They don’t want none, I pray for their sins (hah)
[Chorus: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Cardi B]
Hotboxin’ in the whip (in the whip)
I don’t even smoke (smoke though)
But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it’s smoke (huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (word)
Chandelier (chandelier)
Can you hear? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Yeah) Baby girl I need to know (who?)
Who finna run get the rubbers from the store?

XXXTENTACION – Sad!

Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you’re ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know yeah
I’m sad, I know yeah
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you’re ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know yeah
I’m sad, I know yeah
[Verse]
I gave her everything
She took my heart and left me lonely
I’ve been broken, heart’s contentious
I won’t fix, I’d rather weep
I’m lost then I’m found but
It’s torture being in love
I love when you’re around
But I fucking hate when you leave
[Chorus]
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you’re ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know yeah
I’m sad, I know yeah
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you’re ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know yeah
I’m sad, I know yeah Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you’re ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know yeah
I’m sad, I know yeah
[Chorus]
Who am I? Someone that’s afraid to let go, uh
You decide, if you’re ever gonna, let me know (yeah)
Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, I know yeah
I’m sad, I know yeah
Who am I? [Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Who am I?

Chris Webby – Twist Again (La La La) lyrics

[Verse 1]
See
We been on that La La La since ’08
Combine strains and taste
Lebron james of vaping
Volcano blazing bongs with no breaks
Edibles on place til I’m beyond baked
And I be on and it g-g-got me gone
Got that wax that you can’t feel your body on
Yeah
That shit that you moving slow is a zombie on
High as a cosmonaut never gon catch me not smoking
The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip
Fuck a 20 bag I’ll take the whole zip
Even if the federal government oppose it
I say fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public
Weed maps on my back like a Snorlax
Highest alien bouncing off of the ceiling
I need it up in my system the minute that I record that
Loud pack in a wall rat
Yeah

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Let’s twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Verse 2]
Still rollin to the diner with my half off coupon
Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on
Still up on that Jimmy Neutron
Got the boost on in my spaceship
Lean back in a futon
Whoa
Even when I’m seeing the cops
I chief pot whether they gon make it legal or not
Cause see I smoke for recreation before it was recreational
Take a pull
Now the euphoria is undebatable
My terpene so aromatic
Yeah
You can smell it from my parents attic to the basement
To they say
“Chris, light an incense, or use some of that spray shit, fuck I can’t take this! For Christ sake you’re 28, give me a break!”
(Alright mom)
Then I go bake to getting baked
Higher than Towelie up on a balcony
And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Verse 3]
When that wax pen is in action
And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men
With those hash blends
I’m like Captain Kirk
When I get the purp I am blasting off
Til I’m lost in the stars
Never come down
Light my blunts with the sun now
Snuffing out the bud like a blood hound
I’m chemically imbalanced roll a doobie and I puff now
So I’m saying “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
Say “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
Yeah “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
No, for real, who got my fuckin lighter
I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me
And the chronic goes so strong
Hoodie smelling like it’s Snoop Doggs Laundry
Twist like Chubby Checker
There’s nothing better on Gods green
Roll the palm trees
And I’m gone
Peace

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Let’s twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)