smokeygm - scarface lyrics
[verse 1]
kick that b+tch had to give her back to her babydaddy
i’ll prolly see the pin if i don’t make it rappin
n+ggas call me when they need me cuz i make it happen
you ain’t ever outside bro we know you cappin
yeah them raps sound cool, stick to rappin
homie i’m a different breed, smokey far from actin
this sh+t pumpin through my veins like a iv
rap n+ggas gettin checked like a id
i’m on heads like a hood when it’s cold out
if you ain’t heard about me i’m the n+gga you should know bout
everytime the mob show out we bring them poles out
it’s gettin real tricky and i know they want my dome now
hoes round for the clout and it make me sick
imma get it out her ass, rap don’t make me rich
knocked a square during tax season made it flip
yeah she tried to act surprised when i played the b+tch
i go stupid, dumb, schizo
she a nympho and that’s who you kissed on
b+tch i’m in these streets f+ck rap f+ck a diss song
i’m the teacher and n+ggas gettin sent home
n+ggas tryna test my g’s but i’m ten toes
catch em lackin then it’s over, ten fold
if the b+tch run 7 i need 10 more
disrespectful ass n+gga you get dissed on
press lines, and i dare a n+gga to cross mines
leave him sittin at that stop sign
b+tch i need all eyes sold a dream it was all lies
upped it on em now he cross eyed
got em lookin foolish
“who did that?” b+tch the goons did
roll crew wit these tool kits
did it for a new fit, couple chains and a new whip
hot boy i need coolant
[chorus]
scareface b+tch i’m feelin like i’m tony
watch yo b+tch bro she on me
had to beat that b+tch ass like i’m jody
and i gotta duck the jakes cuz they want me
scareface b+tch i’m feelin like i’m tony
watch yo b+tch bro she on me
had to beat that b+tch ass like i’m jody
and i gotta duck the jakes cuz they want me
[verse 2]
peep this, yeah i catch every sneak diss
finna let 223’s rip
yeah i need a freak b+tch, i need a b+tch that run cheese in
in her pockets till her jeans rip
aye n+gga all that, no cap this is all facts
yanked a b+tch by her bra strap
cheese yeah i hog that
n+gga where the f+ck my dawgs at
packed him out where yo jaws at
hold on stick shift flip, i’m sliding up with the goonland
this sh+t hit like cocaina and 2 xans
two more flips and i’ll be up like a few bands
free the stich lips out of jail cells and blue pants
blue vans the valley kicks i bossed up
no i ain’t an athlete but you get crossed up
he h+lla mad over that thot fist balled up
lock up, sike it ain’t no fades you get popped up
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