You smoking

Hook:

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (What!)

You takin' what I grind for, livin' off my itch. (Yeah!)

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (Uh!)

Back up, feel the heat, feel the teeth—don't cross this switch. (Hah!)

Verse 1:

I keep my pack locked, loyalty on the floor,

you tip-toed in my room, left your footprints on my door.

You burn what I feed, you leech off my flame,

now I'm smellin' ash on your breath, tryna play my name.

Dog, that ain't respect—it's theft in daylight,

you snatch and you laugh, but I'm ready for a fight.

I move like thunder when my blood's been stirred,

you took from my plate, now you gon' eat these words. (Grrr!)

Hook:

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (What!)

You takin' what I grind for, livin' off my itch. (Yeah!)

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (Uh!)

Back up, feel the heat, feel the teeth—don't cross this switch. (Hah!)

Verse 2:

Taught you how to hustle, fed you from my hand,

you turned your back, little snake, slitherin' in the sand.

You pass that blunt like you pass off my trust,

thought you was slick, now you takin' hits of dust.

I see the guilt in your eyes, feel the tremor in your lip,

you know you crossed a line when you smoked my ship.

Ain't no forgiveness when you rob a man blind,

we settle through thunder—no mercy for the kind. (Ow!)

Hook:

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (What!)

You takin' what I grind for, livin' off my itch. (Yeah!)

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (Uh!)

Back up, feel the heat, feel the teeth—don't cross this switch. (Hah!)

Verse 3:

Street code: you keep your hands off another man's stash,

you break that law, watch the wolf come out in a flash.

I ain't just mad—I'm a storm in human skin,

you lit my patience, now the retribution begin.

A lesson carved in lead or a lesson carved in pain,

either way you learn quick, either way you remember my name.

I gave you chance after chance, baby, free reign,

you smoked my soul and left nothin' but the stain. (Ruff!)

Hook:

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (What!)

You takin' what I grind for, livin' off my itch. (Yeah!)

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (Uh!)

Back up, feel the heat, feel the teeth—don't cross this switch. (Hah!)

Verse 4:

Now watch me collect what you owed, interest in every beat,

I move silent, I move cold, I make karma taste defeat.

Ain't about the weed—it's about respect and pride,

you took a piece of me, now you run and you hide.

No more favors, no more open door,

I close that chapter, stamp it—you're a ghost I ignore.

But if you ever come back with that look in your eye,

remember who you crossed—remember who can make you cry. (Yeah!)

Hook (final):

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (What!)

You takin' what I grind for, livin' off my itch. (Yeah!)

You smokin' my shit, bitch? (Uh!)

Back up, feel the heat, feel the teeth—don't cross this switch. (Hah!)

Outro:

(Heavy breathing, low growl)

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