FREE SMOKE Lyrics – Meek Mill

Read the full FREE SMOKE lyrics by Meek Mill along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Meek Mill’s music, you can also explore HOW FAR WE CAME and 600 Racks, two other songs by Meek Mill.

Come to my hood you know I’m the one
S*it so real my dad got killed since I been lil been loading my gun
I’m in the field like Saquon Barkley 4th and 2 you know Imma run
OG keep on poppin that s*it when he touch down he knowin he done
I like glocks and money I like glocks and money you know where I’m from
Show no mercy on n!ggas I swear for god I ain’t heard of you n!ggas
I ain’t really gotta move my diamonds still jump off vertical n!gga
I’m in a penthouse moving with ya babymom getting real surgical n!gga
Pu*sy was water you know how I did her
I was folding her up
Putting d!ck in her throat while I was grabbing her hair this time she was throwin it up
When we leave out the club got thirty bad b!tches they all can’t go in the truck
Got a whole lot of chops you try get the drop n!gga probably gonna turn to dust
From dust to dawn trapping that s*it from dust to dawn
I’m tryna see what the fu*k she on
I told her to move on a hush she drawn
I said I don’t wanna play no Caresha or Uno baby the fu*k we doing
She ain’t even know this a million in jewelry on me no bussy on
That’s crazy
I been cracking since back in the eighty’s
She had topped me in back of the cedes
In the trenches I do what I want ever since I was a young n!gga never could play me
I’m the one I ain’t never debating
They told me I couldn’t I said I would make it
My new crib in the back of the woods
Just to get to the gate walk 7 more acres
Walk it out
Walk it out
We got them choppers these n!ggas wanna talk it out
Tellin them people he beefin with me
And I really don’t know what he talkin bout
I still come through Culli, Phantom, Maybach take up the parking lot
They had thought I was leasin at least we the only real n!ggas they talkin bout
I’m giving her bands she came out her pants
I’m making her dance her n!gga a fan
I ain’t tryna play know really I’m saying
I came in the rolls and dipped in the lamb

I’m really the goat no really I’m sayin
And my flow on curry
Somewhere in Dubai my whole crew ride Rolls Royce we ain’t got no worries

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Jump in the lamb and a bunch of diamonds shadow my neck
N!ggas talk behind my back wanna see the last of my breath
We ain’t never gone die n!gga