Smash or Pass
I'm tellin you girl
You look sexier than a
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Let me see that ass
Let me see that ass
Back up that
Back up that
Yeah you bad
Yeah you bad
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Ooo yeah you bad
Oh yeah you bad
Mmm she bad
She cute in the face
Mmm hips
She rockin that waist
You know that
I'm cute and I'm fly
You know you
Feelin the vibe
I'm lovin that walk
That thang wiggle
Ouu let me grab that
Okay I see you
I see it jiggle
Check the hang time
Don't be scarred
Don't giggle
I'm shooting my shot
Like a pistol
You my type
I'm a be whipped for you
I got a couple of whippings for you
Ooo yeah
You bad
Drip you down in dior
Just to fuck you in dior
And
Shout out to my eskimo brother
Dior
If you ain't got no ass
I'ma have to pass
What you want me to do
With that
You want my cash and not me
I'ma pass that
If you catch my girl legs open
Better smash that
Don't be surprised
If she ask
Where the cash at
Where the bag at
Where the stash at
Uh
Talk to me nicely
Yeah
Like this
Ain't what you want
Please don't even front
With that lace
Tryna play
Been around the block
I am not
New to this game
Yo boy slay
If dimes were dozens
Then I do this everyday
In real life
Not for play
It's m.o.e
Unless they bringing some
To me
Gotta put em on the team
Fuck you mean
Then suck me
Now she no knees
You know me
Shinobi
I got your bitch in a trance
Wit my jitsu
Do a spin
Shake that ass
Bounce that ass
Let me grab
Let me choke you
What that mouth
And what them cheeks do
Ima smash that
Yeah
I'ma smash that
I know my flow is too sick
I know my drip is too sick
Yo bitch nothing to me nigga
Hit yo bitch wit a limp dick
Y'all niggas lame as fuck
Don't even talk to me simp
I got my clan in this bitch
Take my shirt off
Like tarzan
Got yo hoe screaming in this bitch
I ain't rich
Til all my niggas rich
And my baby mamas
Mamas mama
I be going in for my niggas
Wakanda
Damn you just leased the phantom
Scrrr I just pulled up in the Honda
Got ghost wit yo bitch
AMS shit
You can talk all that talk
That you want
Ain't no bitch in me nigga
What am I will smith
Ain't no hitching these women
Stress free
See how I'm living
Hand strong
Check my pimping
Stroke game
Got her limping
I hit yo girl to the weeknd
I got her sipping on seimen
You look sexier than a
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Let me see that ass
Let me see that ass
Back up that
Back up that
Yeah you bad
Yeah you bad
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Smash or pass
Ooo yeah you bad
Oh yeah you bad
Mmm she bad
She cute in the face
Mmm hips
She rockin that waist
You know that
I'm cute and I'm fly
You know you
Feelin the vibe
I'm lovin that walk
That thang wiggle
Ouu let me grab that
Okay I see you
I see it jiggle
Check the hang time
Don't be scarred
Don't giggle
I'm shooting my shot
Like a pistol
You my type
I'm a be whipped for you
I got a couple of whippings for you
Ooo yeah
You bad
Drip you down in dior
Just to fuck you in dior
And
Shout out to my eskimo brother
Dior
If you ain't got no ass
I'ma have to pass
What you want me to do
With that
You want my cash and not me
I'ma pass that
If you catch my girl legs open
Better smash that
Don't be surprised
If she ask
Where the cash at
Where the bag at
Where the stash at
Uh
Talk to me nicely
Yeah
Like this
Ain't what you want
Please don't even front
With that lace
Tryna play
Been around the block
I am not
New to this game
Yo boy slay
If dimes were dozens
Then I do this everyday
In real life
Not for play
It's m.o.e
Unless they bringing some
To me
Gotta put em on the team
Fuck you mean
Then suck me
Now she no knees
You know me
Shinobi
I got your bitch in a trance
Wit my jitsu
Do a spin
Shake that ass
Bounce that ass
Let me grab
Let me choke you
What that mouth
And what them cheeks do
Ima smash that
Yeah
I'ma smash that
I know my flow is too sick
I know my drip is too sick
Yo bitch nothing to me nigga
Hit yo bitch wit a limp dick
Y'all niggas lame as fuck
Don't even talk to me simp
I got my clan in this bitch
Take my shirt off
Like tarzan
Got yo hoe screaming in this bitch
I ain't rich
Til all my niggas rich
And my baby mamas
Mamas mama
I be going in for my niggas
Wakanda
Damn you just leased the phantom
Scrrr I just pulled up in the Honda
Got ghost wit yo bitch
AMS shit
You can talk all that talk
That you want
Ain't no bitch in me nigga
What am I will smith
Ain't no hitching these women
Stress free
See how I'm living
Hand strong
Check my pimping
Stroke game
Got her limping
I hit yo girl to the weeknd
I got her sipping on seimen
Credits
Writer(s): Damian Simmons
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Altri album
- Throw the Whole World Away Radio Edit (feat. MegaTrong)
- Throw the Whole World Away (feat. MegaTrong)
- Throw The Whole World Away DJ Dame Version
- Real Eyes Recognize Real Lies
- Real Eyes Recognize Real Lies Radio Edit
- In Real Life (IRL) - Single
- Get Rich Music
- Beef Patty (No More Shots)
- Carolina Weather
- Scotch Bonnet (Messy)
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