D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Yeah, um, what you about?
Yeah, punch that nigga in his mouth, yeah
D#m
Um, run in his house, yeah
C#
Get the money now we out, yeah
G#m
Swervin' that bitch she annoying, aye
Told that lil' bitch gotta earn it, aye
Both of my choppers be brothers
Callin' em Lil Bert and Lil Ernie
D#m
Goyard belt it cost a Hermes
Ksubi jeans tight, kinda hurtin'
Pockets so big like excursion, yeah
C#
And my main bitch be a dyke
D#m
Um, wait, told that lil' bitch
You got a fat ass, but you not my type
Aye, wait, huh, what?
C#
Bitch you thought you spendin' the night
G#m
Aye, that bitch she jump on my dick
Aye, ride my shit like it is a bike
G#mC#
No I do not feel no way, but I'm higher than a kite
D#m
Yeah, run through them hoes like Ray Rice
Drinkin' that lean with no Sprite sheesh
All of my bitches they bi, aye
Takin' them Xans on them flights
Yeah, huh, what
D#m
Cut that bitch off like I'm Zorro, yeah
F#
She say I see you tomorrow, aye
Lil' bitch won't see me tomorrow, yeah
C#
Heel toeing right in my Visvims
I do not rock on no Jordans
D#m
Lil Uzi he got the vision, aye
All the rings on like I'm Horry, aye
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Yeah, um, told that bitch
Is you with it? Is you ready?
D#m
Yeah, um, told that bitch
C#
Is you with it? Is you ready?, yeah
G#m
Um, whopper on me, chopper on me, it's so heavy, aye
Pull out that Rolly, it got the bezel
C#
All of my jewelry is real metal
D#m
Yeah, nigga want beef
I might just fuck on his niece
Aye, paid a thousand for my sneaks
That be Chanel on my sneaks
D#m
Paid a lot right for my teeth, aye
Diamond, white gold on my teeth
D#m
Yeah, takin' Xans, catch my z's
C#
Yeah, and my bitch booty on fleek, aye
Yeah, huh, what
D#m
Cut that bitch off like I'm Zorro, yeah
F#
She say I see you tomorrow, aye
Lil' bitch won't see me tomorrow, yeah
C#
Heel toeing right in my Visvims
I do not rock on no Jordans
D#m
Lil Uzi he got the vision, aye
All the rings on like I'm Horry, aye
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
D#m
Smoke my dope
Smoke, smoke, smoke my dope
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.