[Intro: Bricc Baby]
Maestro
Shitro
Dun Deal on the tra-a-a-a-ack

[Chorus: Bricc Baby]
Nah, he don't want no smoke, n***a
He don't want no smoke
I got that pistol to his throat, n***a
Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, n***a
He don't want no smoke
He don't want no smoke, n***a
I got that pistol to his dome, n***a
Ayy, cock back and let it blow, n***a

[Verse 1: Bricc Baby]
I pull up and hop out, then air it out
No questions my n***a, just air it out
Don't give a fuck if the feds out
This is the choppers with red dots
I step on the blood, I got red bottoms
Don't leave no witness, kill all your partners
All of my n***as, yeah, they piranhas
Who wanna rock with the don dada?
I pull up with my locs, n***a
[?] and one own, n***a
They let them bullets fly straight through your dome, n***a
Bricc City, we the new Death Row, n***a
[Chorus: Bricc Baby & Young Thug]
Nah, he don't want no smoke n***a (Woah)
He don't want no smoke (He don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his throat, n***a (Let it blow)
Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, n***a (Gon' blow)
He don't want no smoke (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
He don't want no smoke, n***a (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his dome, n***a (We gon' let it blow)
Ayy, cock back and let it blow, n***a

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Cock that motherfucker back, let it blow
Family boy and then they dyin' too
Family ties, man, I got you
Birthday cake and some [?] too
Thugger Thugger what she ridin' to
I'ma go and spray the avenue
Young and thuggin' with an attitude
And I'm hot, n***a, grab the tool
These n***as can't see us, yeah
And these n***as can't be us, yeah
You chill with your feet up, yeah
Let's chill with your feet up, yeah
I'm not tryna marry you, girl
Ain't giving you a ring, oh yeah
Ain't giving you a ring, naw, yeah
I'm ready to vacuum seal that
[Chorus: Bricc Baby & Young Thug]
Nah, he don't want no smoke n***a (Woah)
He don't want no smoke (He don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his throat, n***a (Let it blow)
Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, n***a (Gon' blow)
He don't want no smoke (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
He don't want no smoke, n***a (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his dome, n***a (We gon' let it blow)
Ayy, cock back and let it blow, n***a