Video No Smoke de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - No Smoke Lyrics

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

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

[Verse 1: Bricc Baby]
I pull up and hop out, then air it out
No questions my nigga, 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 niggas, yeah, they piranhas
Who wanna rock with the don dada?
I pull up with my locs, nigga
[?] and one own, nigga
They let them bullets fly straight through your dome, nigga
Bricc City, we the new Death Row, nigga
[Chorus: Bricc Baby & Young Thug]
Nah, he don't want no smoke nigga (Woah)
He don't want no smoke (He don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his throat, nigga (Let it blow)
Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga (Gon' blow)
He don't want no smoke (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
He don't want no smoke, nigga (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his dome, nigga (We gon' let it blow)
Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga

[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 pies too
Thugger Thugger what she ridin' to
I'ma go and spray the avenue
Young and thuggin' with an attitude
And I'm hot, nigga, grab the tool
These niggas can't see us, yeah
And these niggas 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 nigga (Woah)
He don't want no smoke (He don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his throat, nigga (Let it blow)
Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga (Gon' blow)
He don't want no smoke (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
He don't want no smoke, nigga (Pussy boy don't want no smoke)
I got that pistol to his dome, nigga (We gon' let it blow)
Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga