Pepto Bismol

Yea
Chill Smith nigga
Heather Hills

I wake up every day and I do it
(I just do it yeah)
Top notch nigga, I'm the coolest
(Coolest coolest hey)
You be lookin' like a doofus
(Duh)
Ain't nobody fuckin wit your music (nigga)
That shit is trash
Say that he rap
But he look like a Dad
Anytime you make a post on the book
You either upset, bitter or you mad
I look and I laugh
You need to relax
You filled with regrets
I give out congrats
Comin' at me wrong
That's a no no
(That's a no no)
I would watch what I say if I'm dolo
(Solo)
In the photo lookin' like a hobo
(Bitch)
Your corny ass probably need the promo
(Yer)

We only doin' big things
Big money, Big change
You should get up out my lane
Me and you, we ain't the same
They probably mad cause we the best though
Upset stomach, get the Pepto
You lookin' like you need some help
Take a sip of this and loosen up your belt

I'm that bitch the top list
This soon to be my shit
Photographer top pick
Ain't fuckin' with Gotpicz
A monster no Loch Ness
Don't need an accomplice
Just a nigga that cop whips
And a bitch who don't got kids
They ain't seen a girl deliver 16 so smooth
Nice tude
Keep them listeners up in a nice groove
I be servin' them like dinner
And eating them like food
I should pen for these bitches so they can rock a mic too
Please give me these niggas for fun
No comp cause I already won
I know when I come they run
You know if I catch they done
I'm the bitch a nigga met and now he talking up
They know that they can't even talk unless they cough it up

We only doin' big things
Big money, Big change
You should get up out my lane
Me and you, we ain't the same
They probably mad cause we the best though
Upset stomach, get the Pepto
You lookin' like you need some help
Take a sip of this and loosen up your belt (nigga)



Credits
Writer(s): Willis Smith Iii
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