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Versuri Che – Promoting Violence lyrics

[Chorus]
I-I got smoke for a nigga who itchin’
I got smoke for a nigga who dissin’
These niggas soft than a pair of some titties
Pussy boy soft than a butt and some titties
I sip that lean, I don’t pour up no Henny
Who let the dogs out the trap? You gon’ get it
I’m from Atlanta, get robbed for some pennies

[Verse 1]
I’m from the peach state, I’m reppin’ my city
A-all in the spot like a damn panoramic
Fuck a opp bitch, she just OD off Xanax
Bail out the one, OG sellin’ them sandwiches
They left my pops in the trap, they abandoned him
Now that I grew up, I start understanding ‘em
Moving that shit with precision and stamina
I got the groupies put me on they banister
Nobody safe, send them shots at your manager
Fifty thousand a show, that’s the minimum
These pussy ass rappers want smoke cause they pitiful
I’m dead, you taking yo’ own life ‘cause I shit on you?
I’m dead— (Woo, woo)
L-L-L-L-L-L-Look at your chain, your diamonds invisible
Look at my bling, this shit like some cinema
These pussy niggas, they prolly be miserable

[Chorus]
I-I got smoke for a nigga who itchin’
I got smoke for a nigga who dissin’
I got smoke for a nigga who itchin’
I got smoke for a nigga who dissin’
I got smoke for a nigga who dissin’
I got smoke for a nigga who itchin’
I got smoke for a nigga who dissin’
I got smoke for a nigga who itchin’

[Verse 2]
I’m up in mansions, I’m diving a Bentley
My bitch, she spent her allowance on Fenty
R-rock out the show like I’m Kravitz of Lenny
Don’t fuck with pussies, these pussies need panties
We do a hit in the Dodge or the Camry
I go to bed in my designer jammies
Boy, you a bitch, pepper spray in yo’ fanny
I rap ‘bout things that you don’t understand, yeah
I just threw twenty thousand on a dancer
My shawty pussy, it’s pink like a Starburst
Smoke too much weed and my chauffer’s like, „Damn, sir”
Wanting some smoke with me like wanting cancer
Want smoke with me like droppin’ your bandana
Killing niggas like I’m from Alabama
Shawty, she white just like [?] Alabama
All of these Percs I take [?] Alabama
OG wan’ whip up some drugs on the skillet
He was tellin’ me he was making a biscuit
And you get ripped in your ribs with precision
Cook on a paper plate, we don’t wash dishes
I treat these niggas like they the new bitches
I put my thumb in her ass, now she pissin’
Smack DVD, smack her ass, now she listen
I’m in the tub getting big body bitches

[Chorus]
I-I, I-I-I got smoke for a nigga who itchin’
I got smoke for a nigga who dissin’
These niggas soft than a pair of some titties
Pussy boy softer than a pair of some titties
I sip that lean, I don’t pour up no Henny
Who let the dogs out the ‘Cat? You a kitty
I’m from Atlanta, get robbed for some pennies