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conversations.value: Write me a song called Who Want Smoke (Remix) with the following description: “Who Want Smoke (Remix)” is a surprise drop that serves as a collaboration of Kodak Black with Chief Keef for the remix of the hit single “Who Want Smoke?”, originally released by Nardo Wick on January 22, 2021. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Nardo Wick]
  I'm wicked
  (
  Sliim Beats
  )
  [Verse 1: Kodak Black]
  Young nigga, I got old cash, now I got new money
  I don't like to do no fucking interviews, I be in the room mumblin'
  Dissing on the 'Gram, but when I see him, I'ma have dude runnin'
  Ain't too many niggas around this bitch steppin', so they know who done it
  Everywhere I go I got my TEC and that's a bet, even on B-E-T
  I don't care 'bout this cheque, I'm living reck', I be on PCP
  They know I'm that nigga, fuck them issues, they wanna team with me
  Once you say it's up, my nigga's up 'cause it could be this week
  Thuggin' hard, AK's and AR's in the muscle cars
  Fuck the blogs, fuck this music shit 'cause I be bussin' fraud
  I'm a bulldozer, makе a nigga scoot over, bitch, I run my section
  And you ain't gotta like mе, you ain't even gotta respect me, just don't disrespect me
  Postin' gun, rappin' 'bout that smoke, boy, you know you ass
  Playin' dumb, actin' like I'm slow just to see who fast
  Lil' nigga but I make 'em take me serious like I'm six feet nine
  Better stay far away and keep security 'cause I'm on your line
  Fuck with mine, you know bullets flyin', you know mommas cryin'
  Fuck these diamonds get in that attire when it's huntin' time
  Nigga tryna to come up off my shine, nigga, you know he dyin'
  They'll be hollering, R.I.P that guy, he was on the rise [Bridge: Kodak Black]
  All my snipers clap
  I don't like to rap
  Who gon' fuck with Yak?
  I killed eight niggas
  [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
  Young nigga, I got new cash, I got old cash
  Goddamn, it's the G.O.A.T., man, it's the G.O.A.T., man
  Fed ask where the pole at, we don't show that
  Pig ask where the dope at, can't disclose that
  Bitch, I got a fresh Gross pack and you know that
  Hunnid K up in my coat, pocket on the coat rack
  Pretty chocolate bitch so black, got her soul snatched (Duh)
  Broski in here baggin' a book up told him close that
  Almighty don't like nobody, bitch, you know that
  Pussy postin' 'em damn old racks, boy them throwbacks
  Run in the trap, we leave yo' throat back, on the doormat
  Broski in here kinda booked up, tryna close that
  Beat 'em up, we gave his nose back with a ice pack
  Better thank me, I gave his life back with a life hack
  If I go to jail, I'll get kites and send 'em right back
  Like my daddy, I'll be right back, I'll be right back
  Franchize boys, I think they like me, think they like me (Like me)
  Yellow bitch, she light the room up, 'cause she lightskin
  Told me she don't wanna go nowhere, I'm excitin'
  The shells in this damn new choppa look like ice picks
  Baby said I light the room up, but I'm dark skin
  In the Raq, hit the block fast, get yo' car spit
  Swing the stick like a rock band, some guitar shit
  Hit yo' block, we don't hit Walmart's, we hit targets
  Chief Sosa on some big shit, that's some hard shit
  Draco with the big wood on it, on some court shit
  Pull up, chop yo' damn block up, now you're porky
  No, I ain't got no horses but I got Porsches
  Fuck yo' mom, I'm in that bitch, should've had abortion
  Little-ass nigga, I can take him like some courses
  Thank God I was fortunate to have a fortune (Money)
  How the fuck the Desert Eagle kick like a horse kick? (Money gang baby) [Outro: Chief Keef]
  What the fuck they know? (Duduh)
  Trappin' in front of that fuckin' store (Duduh)
  With a stick tryna buss a nigga (Bang)
  Yeah (Ayy)