Who Want The Smoke?

[Intro: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Lil' Juice]

I fuck with this shit, man

Ha

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

Word!

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]

Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip)

I don't even smoke (smoke though)

But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)

Pull up if it's smoke (huh?)

With them big rocks up in her ear (word)

Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Cardi B]

Who that there?

Who want the smoke? (the smoke)

Who want the smoke? (word)

Who want the-, who want the- (word)

Who want the smoke? (word, word)

Who want the smoke? (who? yeah)

Who want the smoke? (who? yeah, yeah, yeah)

Who want the-, who want the- (Bardi!)

Who want the smoke? (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Cardi B]

I-I-I hear shots comin' on the low from hoes I'm higher than

This attention is so flatterin' 'cause they're admirin'

Don't know what's on their mind, but it should be retirement

Get the AARP or this AR get to firin' (blat)

They don't want smoke with me (no), the diamonds is chokin' me

Their pussy need potpourri, these bitches is 0-3

And there ain't a lower league, all in my ovaries

The fur on my shoulder mink, tell me what Hov would think

I get the money, I am the king of New York

And I rock a sew-in weave (woo, woo, woo, woo)

I run it, I run it, I relay the win

They talkin', they talkin', I'm takin' it in

I did not come here to make any friends

Who buried the bridge and aren't makin' amends (ah!)

They don't want none, I'll say it again (yee!)

They don't want none, I pray for their sins (hah)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]

Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip)

I don't even smoke (smoke though)

But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)

Pull up if it's smoke (huh?)

With them big rocks up in her ear (word)

Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?)

Who that there?

[Chorus: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Cardi B]

Who want the smoke? (The smoke, who?)

Who want the smoke? (Bardi! word)

Who want the-, who want the-

Who want the smoke? (Word, word, word, b-b-b-blat)

Who want the smoke? (Yeah, who?)

Who want the smoke? (Bardi! Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Who want the-, who want the-, who want the smoke? (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]

Is you fuckin'? (Yeah) Baby girl I need to know (who?)

Who finna run get the rubbers from the store? (Who there?)

Bitch so damn wet, drippin' on my marble floor (drip, drip, drip)

Never not strapped, in my city, on my foe

Pull up in a two-seater (yeah,) in a wife-beater

With my bro, he be bangin' like a car speaker

All black, late night like the Grim Reaper

Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer (ice!)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Offset]

Who want the smoke? (the smoke)

Who want the smoke? (word)

Who want the-, who want the- (brr! word)

Who want the smoke? (brr-brr! word, word)

Who want the smoke? (who? yeah)

Who want the smoke? (whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo! Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Who want the-, who want the-, who want the smoke? (Offset!)

[Verse 3: Offset]

Glock 40 in my coat

My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (fire, fire)

Suffocate him, hang him by the rope

Hot potato, bullet, let it go (brrt, brrt, brrt)

The .44 put him in a yolk (.44)

Pull up in the store, look like he seen a ghost

And I got the kilo comin' on the boat (kilo)

We gon' move it fast, vámonos, vámonos (vámonos)

Niggas talkin' foul on the d-low (foul)

Fuck it I'm standin' at the line, shoot a free throw

Medical, I sip a couple lines of fineto

Impeccable, the Richard Mille line, man, it's see-through (impeccable)

Who want the smoke? Wet him up, humble up

Seen the Ghost and they know, got a scope and I hope

That they pull up to the spot with the hoe

Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (smoke)

The SIG pulled out, nigga had a stroke

Coolant at them niggas, shawty, I don't know

Choppa made that bitch (bah), ain't nowhere to go

Throw him off the boat (die), in the river, float (float)

30 round clip in this clip clear (clear)

I'm in the Wraith so I'm lookin' at the rear mirror (mirror)

Free jit, we ain't goin' for that shit, period (free jit)

Red dots on their pussy, niggas on their period (hey, hey)

• Artist:Lil Yachty