All da Smoke Future & Young Thug

[Intro: Future & Young Thug]
You it, I'm it, everybody it
We want all the smoke
We want all the smoke (How it 'posed to)
We want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, smoke
Yeah he just, he just breaking up the ice
We leaning, facts
Yeah
Slatt

[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
Stackin' it tall (Thugger)
Every nigga out my city became a boss (Became)
Dolce, Rollie, holy moly, no days off (Woo, woo)
Pyrex, cook it up like Kyrie, trade you off (Let's go)
Green and white like Celtics, don't play with me, play with a fork (Play with a woop)
I'm superior, I'm imperial, I ain't feelin' you (Ooh)
I could eat me some heroin or buy a brick (Yeah, yeah)
I got Barry Bonds on my wrist (Yeah)
Blowed your college fund (Where?), on my bitch (Woo, woo)
Out the slums, taking a chance, toting tommy guns (Brrt)
Left out of school, started selling rocks, bought me a drop (Skrrt)
Cartier frames, Cartier rings, Cartier socks (On God)
Homicide Gang, they gon' put you on Fox (Homicide, Homicide)
Putang ran up a whole M sittin' in the box (Facts)
My dog rock a Rollie in the feds, nigga, and still move blocks (Facts)
We had the bando goin' crazy in the SWAT's (In the where?)
Ten-four, they runnin' up on all the opps