Nasty C - Shmokin
South African finest rapper Nasty C delivers Shmokin, a fiery and unapologetic track that radiates raw energy and lyrical dominance.
The song brims with sharp flows and gritty wordplay, as Nasty C channels themes of freedom, ambition, and living without restraint. His delivery blends intensity with swagger, making the track both rebellious and captivating.
Anchored by hard‑hitting beats and layered textures, the production shines with the pulse of Hip‑Hop, while weaving in the edge of Rap and the bounce of Trap.
Infused with this trio — Hip‑Hop, Rap, Trap — Shmokin lands as a bold anthem built to spark adrenaline and showcase Nasty C’s artistry.
Nasty C - Shmokin
Shmokin Lyrics:
[Intro]
I'm smokin'
(Bitch, you don't love me you just say you love me)
Yeah
Imagine I gave a fuck about a hoe talkin' shit on the 'gram (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Shmokin, shmokin
Shmokin, shmokin
I'm shmokin, I'm shmokin
I'm shmokin, I'm shmokin (Okay)
I'm shmokin (Okay), I'm shmokin (Okay)
I'm shmokin (Okay), I'm shmokin
I'm drinkin', I'm shmokin
I'm drinkin', I'm shmokin
[Post-Chorus]
Imagine I gave a fuck about a hoe talkin' shit on the 'gram
I'm smokin'
She local, bonjour, I'm in France, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Stay down, pray up, get bands
Live life, pop bottles, smoke grams (Yeah)
[Verse]
You know foreign, that's a high ping
Keep a bag on me, I'm hiking (Ooh)
If the pussy taste just like ice cream
Then she deserve the nice things
If I could reverse this timе thing
I'd go back to 2019
I'd do that shit quicker than lightning (Quicker than lightning)
(I'm back outside) Joh-joh
(I'm back outsidе) Joh
I'm back outside
I got a blunt and a drink
I might dance 'til I stink, Don't care what they think (Don't care what they think)
White girls in a mosh pit turnin' pink (Turnin' pink)
[Chorus]
Shmokin, shmokin
Shmokin, shmokin
I'm shmokin, I'm shmokin
I'm shmokin, I'm shmokin (Okay)
I'm shmokin (Okay), I'm shmokin (Okay)
I'm shmokin (Okay), I'm shmokin
I'm drinkin', I'm shmokin
I'm drinkin', I'm shmokin
[Post-Chorus]
Imagine I gave a fuck about a hoe talkin' shit on the 'gram
I'm smokin'
She local, bonjour, I'm in France, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Stay down, pray up, get bands
Live life, pop bottles, smoke grams (Yeah)
