All the Smoke 21 Savage

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[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah-woah), yeah
Woah (Woah), woah (Woah)
Woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
W-woah (Woah), woah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (21), yeah (21)

[Verse 1]
Dropped out of school (21)
Went and bought a tool (Tool)
Got a deuce deuce (What?)
Time to act a fool (Yeah)
Sellin' 2 for 5s (Yeah)
Right on Central Drive (Yeah)
You can ask my mama, I ain't gotta tell no lies (Yeah)
Wanna snort a line (Yeah)
Savage got them lines (Yeah)
Yeah them niggas used to rap but I jumped the line (21)
I listened to your mixtape, that shit was wack (Shit was wack)
Studio time, you need to get your money back (On God)
Back in the day, I let my uncle cook my crack (Cook my crack)
Back in the day, I would have took that nigga's pack
(Took the pack)
Fast forward, still walk 'round with a strap (21, 21)
Gotta keep that pistol on me, that's at all times (All times)
Gotta keep a yoppa on me, I got all kinds (21)
Room full of bad bitches and they all mine (Yeah)
Room full of bad bitches and they all dimes (21)
In a breakdown trap servin' all dimes, yeah

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