no smoke Lyrics By DDG
Yeah
Whippin' Ferrari, okay
Whippin' Ferrari, I play with that pussy like it's an Atari, okay
She caught me cheatin', I told her I'm too turnt, baby, I'm sorry, okay
I'm in the Yaktown, I'm in the 3-1-3 with my Cartis, okay
When I'm in London, I fuck on your woman
She like how I keep it a hunnid
Oh, you want smoke with me, **** ain't running
All the bluffing is getting redundant
**** be acting like they want smoke with me, they don't want no smoke for real
**** be acting like they want smoke with me, they don't want no smoke for real
Been on my shit for a long ass time, all these new lit **** look up to me
I don't even know the bitch name, but she coming to the crib and she keep on touching me
Greatness take a long time, when I get locked in, it ain't no rushing me
Already came, but she wanna impress a ****, she keep on suckin' me
They talkin' my clout, they talkin' my chasing, I'm already poppin'
Buss down the chain, the Audemar plain, got too many options
I done already hit that ho, so I pass her to the homies like Stockton
I don't check no price on no clothes, if I want that shit, I cop it
I done had me a dream last night, I was selling out all the arenas
Got the ice on in Dubai, might turn to a Aquafina
She a yellow boned bad bitch with her own money, on God, I need her
She a good girl and she not toxic, then I gotta breed her
Gotta breed her
Gotta put a baby inside that coochie
She a ten outta ten, then I'm hitting that raw, like some uncooked sushi
By the way she walk, the way she talk, I can tell she boujee
Walk around with a Birkin
Hermès bag, she ain't wearing no Gucci
Yeah
Whippin' Ferrari, okay
Whippin' Ferrari, I play with that pussy like it's an Atari, okay
She caught me cheatin', I told her I'm too turnt, baby, I'm sorry, okay
I'm in the Yaktown, I'm in the 3-1-3 with my Cartis, okay
When I'm in London, I fuck on your woman
She like how I keep it a hunnid
Oh, you want smoke with me, **** ain't running
All the bluffing is getting redundant
**** be acting like they want smoke with me, they don't want no smoke for real
**** be acting like they want smoke with me, they don't want no smoke for real
**** be acting like they got a problem, I'm pulling up like it was smoke for real
Rockin' Rick Owens from top to bottom, you little **** ain't even close to trim
Young Gunna Wunna, the top don dada, I'm calling the play and control the field
Stackin' these racks by the enchilada, I'm working then bringing back home the meal
Forged the tires, okay
Betting in Vegas, I'm staying at Fountain Bleu, she at the Aria
She at the Aria
Yo' bitch let me borrow, okay
Won't see me tomorrow
Won't see me tomorrow
I'm on some boss shit, got me a boss bitch, made her a star, okay
Made her a star
Raising the bar, okay
Whippin' Ferrari
Whippin' a puro, copping some euros, this a Ferrari
This a Ferrari
Life of the party, okay
This some new Marni
New Marni
I got a blue print, pick up a blue strip
Early in the morning
Whippin' Ferrari
Whippin' Ferrari
Whippin' Ferrari
Yeah
Whippin' Ferrari, okay
Whippin' Ferrari, I play with that pussy like it's an Atari, okay
She caught me cheatin', I told her I'm too turnt, baby, I'm sorry, okay
I'm in the Yaktown, I'm in the 3-1-3 with my Cartis, okay
When I'm in London, I fuck on your woman
She like how I keep it a hunnid
Oh, you want smoke with me, **** ain't running
All the bluffing is getting redundant
**** be acting like they want smoke with me, they don't want no smoke for real
**** be acting like they want smoke with me, they don't want no smoke for real
Whippin' Ferrari
They don't want no smoke for real
They don't want no smoke for real
Whippin' Ferrari
They don't want no smoke for real
