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All the Smoke – Tyla Yaweh


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Letra de All the Smoke – Tyla Yaweh


Hitmaka
Sound!
Ayy, Benjamin, he got benjamins

CHORUS:
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
Fast car, I want all the smoke
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, Aventador, yeah
She might wanna ride, but it better be a foreign, yeah
Make it roar, yeah, yeah
Said her ex was a joker, no locked doors
Takin’ what you want from me
Tell a bitch, “Throw it back like it’s all yours”
Lock it up and throw the key
Speed it up like a NASCAR Autosport

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

Speedin’ in that Porsche
Livin’ life fast, I’m goin’ all around the course
Ain’t no competition, got the ball in my court
Screamin’ “fuck the opposition” every time that we score
I’m the one and only with the rawest report
I ain’t crossed no twenties like I bought from the store
Gunna bought her Pucci and that Juicy Couture
We made a rated movie, had her pussy a lil’ sore (I can’t wait to go back on tour)
I copped a new toy
They gon’ see the smoke, I changed the mode, sport
Maybach to the yacht, left in a Rolls Royce
See them haters, they done left me no choice
She love me and she say I make her so moist

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

Dippin’, dodgin’, in and out a new Ferrari
I don’t want her, she be fuckin’ 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 that kush and you can tell by how it’s smellin’
Say she got a curfew, gotta be in by eleven
If I roll up all this weed up, better make sure you inhale it

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



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