All the Smoke Songtext

von Tyla Yaweh

Hitmaka
Sound!
Ayy, Benjamin he got benjamins

Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more (More)
I be up high (We are keepin 'em busy), but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more

Yeah, in a Porsche, yeah (Yeah), 'ventador, yeah
She might wanna ride but it better be a foreign, yeah
Make it roar, yeah (Yeah), yeah
Said her ex was a joker, no locked doors (Doors)
Takin' what you want from me (Me)
Tell her "Bitch, throw it back like it's all yours" (Yours)
Lock it up and throw the key
Beat it up like a Nascar, auto sport

Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more (More)
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more

Speedin' in a Porsche (Porsche)
Livin' life fast and goin' all around the course (Course)
In the competition, got the ball in my court
Scream "Fuck the opposition" every time that we score (Score)
I'm the one and only with the rawest rapport (Rawest rapport)
I ain't bust the corner, it's like a bar from the store (Yeah)
Gunna bought the Pucci and that juicy contour
We made a rated movie, had to put some lil' smoke in (Rather go back on tour)
I copped a new toy (Toy)
They gon' see the smoke, I change the mo-sport
Maybach to the yacht, that finna Rolls Royce
Shit on haters, they done left me no choice
She love me and said I make her so moist

Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke (Yeah)
Porsche 911, can't see me no more (More)
I be up high but I want some more
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more

Okay
Pimpin', dodgin' in and out in a new Ferrari ('Rari)
I don't want her, she be fuckin' anybody (Anybody)
If I'm in then I'ma drop the top on that
Yeah, she got a fatty, but her top is whack
I might hit her bestfriend, I'm somethin' like a legend
I'm smokin' on the kush, you could tell by how it's smellin'
Say she got a curfew, gotta be home by eleven
If I roll up all this weed up, better make sure you inhale it

Fast car (Hahaha), I want all (All) the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke (You know you gon get that pack again, girl)
Porsche 911, can't see me no more (You better treat me right)
I be up high but I want some more (Yeah)
Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah), all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high but I want some more