wavyu - smacked lyrics
aye, sheesh
wavyu in this b+tch for real
they told me to switch up my flow, so i did it
young n+gga just counting my digits
dont f+ck with me, you might go missing
need to tie your shoes or you gon’ keep trippin’
b+tch i’m the teacher, so you better listen
never gave a f+ck about sh+t like that (hey)
i was bad, i was in the back of the class
i was trying to show off, i was trying to rap
i was always high as f+ck, no cap
n+ggas be mad, cause i think i’m the man
i know i’m the man, cause i got a bag
just off of raps, i’m making my stacks
i’m putting it back, and i’m grabbing my pack
so i can get smacked, and i’m leaving last
b+tches come ’round me and don’t know how to act
they get around me, and they act like a fan (d+mn)
i’m up, i’m lit, i’m ballin’
my ex b+tch just keep callin’
decline her phone, i’m honest
don’t f+ck with lame hoes
the same hoes who love because i’m honest
i’m f+cking and leaving like august
i’m leaving the bean in my product, don’t f+ck with me
i got beamer outside
i’m shooting that sh+t, if bro give me the sign
i’m in the booth getting fried
i’m making my music, i stick to the mic
i can’t trust a b+tch, cause i know that she lied
don’t got a watch, so i dont got the time
n+ggas just hate, cause you wanna shine
but n+ggas is broke and can’t get a dime
(ay, ay) (uh, uh)
walk around with a pack (aye)
cause i’m trying to get smacked (aye)
stuff a wood ’till it’s fat
i’m swinging that sh+t like a bat
they told me to switch up my flow, so i did it
young n+gga just counting my digits
dont f+ck with me, you might go missing
need to tie your shoes or you gon’ keep trippin’
b+tch i’m the teacher, so you better listen
never gave a f+ck about sh+t like that(hey)
i was bad, i was in the back of the class
i was trying to show off, i was trying to rap
i was always high as f+ck, no cap
n+ggas be mad, cause i think i’m the man
i know i’m the man, cause i got a bag
just off of raps, i’m making my stacks
i’m putting it back, and i’m grabbing my pack
so i can get smacked, and i’m leaving last
b+tches come ’round me and don’t know how to act
they get around me, and they act like a fan
this off the dome, i’m rolling my dope
don’t give a f+ck where a hoe going to go
i’m chillin’ with bros, i’m chilling with hoes
i’m trying to do shows and be on the road
i’m rolling a blunt, it’s filled up with gas
don’t hit me up, i’m not making plans
a wood so big, it swing like a bat
smoke another one and i’m getting smacked
aye, it’s good, it’s good, it’s good (aye)
smoke another wood
yeah, it’s green all over me, like i hid up in a bush (aye)
smoking on runtz and kush, living my life like i should
she all over me, cause she know i smoke good (aye)
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