All The Smoke

Tyla Yaweh

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    Hitmaka
    Sound!
    Ayy, Benjamin he got benjamins

    Fast car, I want all the smoke
    Yeah (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

    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 (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

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    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, 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 crossed no twenties, like I bought from the store (yeah)
    Gunna bought the Pucci and that juicy Catour
    We made a rated movie
    Had her pussy a lil' soar (go back on tour)

    I copped a new toy (toy)
    They gon' see the smoke, I change the mode, sport
    Maybach to the yacht, left in a 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, all the smoke
    Porsche 911, can't see me no more
    I be up high but I want some more

    Okay
    Dippin', dodgin' in and outta 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 11
    If I roll all this weed up, better make sure you inhale it

    Fast car (hahaha), 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)

    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

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