Intro
Future & Young Thug]
F#m Asus4(Repeat)
F#m
You it, I'm it, everybody it
F#m
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want, I want smoke
C#sus4
We want all the smoke
F#m
Yeah he just-he just breaking up the ice
We leaning, facts
Yeah
Slatt
[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
F#m
Stackin' it tall (Thugger)
C#sus4
Every nigga out my city became a boss (became)
F#m
Know she rollin', holy moly, no days off (woo, woo)
C#sus4
Pyrex, cook it up like Kyrie, trade you off (let's go)
F#m
Green and white like Celtics, don't play with me, play with a fork (play with a woo)
C#sus4
I'm superior, I'm imperial, I ain't feelin' ya (ooh)
F#m
I been eatin' me some heroin, oh about a brick (yeah yeah)
C#sus4
I got Barry Bonds on my wrist (yeah)
F#m
Blowed your college fund on my bitch (where, woo)
C#sus4
Out the slums, taking a chance, toting tommy guns (brrt)
F#m
Left out of school, start selling rocks, bought me a drop (skrt)
C#sus4
Cartier frames, Cartier rings, Cartier socks (on god)
F#m
Homicide gang, they gon' put you on Fox (homicide, homicide)
C#sus4
Putang ran up a whole M sittin' in the box (facts)
F#m
My dog rock a Rollie in the feds nigga, and still move blocks (racks)
C#sus4
We had the bando goin' crazy in the SWATs (in the what?)
Ten-four, they runnin' up on all the opps
[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
F#m
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
C#sus4
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (aw yeah)
F#m
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
C#sus4
We want all the smoke (huh)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
F#m
This money turning me on, ayy
This money turning me on (on, turn me on)
C#sus4 F#m
I'm thinkin' out loud, but these hundreds got a nigga gone
C#sus4
Woo, far gone, I'm so gone on it
F#m
Three hundred racks on a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
C#sus4
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
F#m
Lift it up, cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor, yeah
C#sus4
Having a private party, you know how that go
F#m
Music all in my ears (yeah), instruments in my ears
C#sus4
I'm in the backyard feeding deers, I'm in a penthouse poppin' seals
F#m
I got pom-poms in my rear, Chanel CoCo in my gear
C#sus4
I missed a couple shows for my deal
If I could take it back I will
F#m
And don't you take that to the head
You know I got you in my will
C#sus4
Told big dog bring them bricks in, got a hundred more in the crib
F#m
Make the dope do the windmill
Nigga swing through Actavis
C#sus4
In a corner too, I'm killed
And I was in Miami countin' a mil, ayy
F#m
I told my bitch, no more ass shots
C#sus4
She stopped all the way like a stop sign when it's traffic time
F#m
My diamonds dark brown like Budweiser
C#sus4
Count a half a mil with my bitch, now her feelings sloppy
F#m
Came up out the projects, ain't have shit (on god)
C#sus4
I wiped a nigga's nose for a ticket (slime)
F#m
Hit it from the back (kill it)
Make her say slime, say Slatt (get it, get it)
C#sus4
How you dig that?
Whip up the fish, porque I got racks, ayy
[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
F#m
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
C#sus4
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (aw yeah)
F#m
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
C#sus4
We want all the smoke (huh)
[Outro: Young Thug]
F#m
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
C#sus4
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (aw yeah)
F#m
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
C#sus4
We want all the smoke (huh)