Second Hand Smoke lyrics

[Intro]

Uh, I play my role

Uh, I play my role

But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back

(Itsnell on the beat, nigga) Yeah, uh

[Chorus]

I play my role

But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won

And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke

Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke

Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not

I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock

And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot

Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way

Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone

[Verse 1]

Yеah I'm a star

But free my niggas, the ones that pitched thе rock out in the car

The streets, they know exactly who you are, I gotta get it

'Cause if I don't go get it, they gon' get it

Real nigga to the bone, there ain't no edit

We shoot shit like JJ Reddick

Don’t play with me, uh (No)

This FM5, servin' up the Hercules, uh

She started fuckin' on a demon, she a diva (A diva)

My nigga twenty-three and won, he need a breather

We made a million in the trap without a phone (Phone)

Shout out the plug 'cause he know we not the loan (Boom)

Shout out my youngin, you see lil' bro knocked them over

Ain't nobody tell me shit, I'm rolling over

[Chorus]

I play my role

But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won

And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke

Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke

Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not

I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock

And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot

Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way

Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone

[Verse 2]

Pass my blunt

To the same nigga that probably hit up Sluggah, this that dope

'Member nights I was stuck at the trap, stuck at the store, before I go

Please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes

Caught a L, but he got hopes of going home (Gang)

Kept it a hunnid (Hunnid)

While half these nights out here kept it fake, or probably a third

Twenty-five percent of niggas don't got a bird

Kept it smooth, and slid on niggas, I ain't talkin' perm (Perm)

Put them youngins in the trap make them chip it, make them learn

I can't relate (No)

'Cause all my niggas kill shit, yellow tape, we 'bout to pray

I know Muslims locked, they pray inside the cage, no MMA

But my dope, it gon' lock and break a plate (Yeah)

I see niggas do anything for fame, uh

[Chorus]

I play my role

But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won

And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke

Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke

Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not

I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock

And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot

Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way

Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone

[Outro]

Just like we did him, now he gone, want all the smoke

Uh, want all the smoke

Only time a nigga deal with secondhand

• Artist:Pressa
• Album:Gardner Express (Deluxe) (2021)