Smacked & Robbed

This a 2 liter but ain't pulled up to the liquor store
I spend it and I get it back dont think anymore
I just popped in the cup I don't know what's going on
I just fucked this hoe so many times with my shirt on
I don't rock no Balenciaga this Jordan what I step boy
I spend it and I get it you can't you's a broke boy
Hold on, stop, don't make me put you on a shirt boy
She wanna' stay all the night but I only want the neck
Im coming back, just give me a sec
Rip Biggie I got tatted up my leg
Pay day everyday Im like what's coming next
She wanna' party all the night but this aint no project x
You a lame in the street
You got rob what you expect
Had to smack that goofy he don't have no respect
I don't respect these goofys with the nose on the desk
Had to switch the connection spend a Hundred on this tech

Walk up in the store and we spending like We drug dealers
Always on the same shit get money nothing special
Frozen Inferno on my clothes I don't rock no Palm Angels
My momma told me son don't open the Door to strangers
Bitch Im getting this shit by my lonely I don't need no label
When she get mad with me I know with money I can fix that
How the fuck you think you gangster you got smack and you get robbed bro
How the fuck you think you smoking on exotic that's Amnesia (Hahaha)
On god that you ain't ready
I be smoking on this zaza everyday like Wiz Khalifa
I got all the fucking retros I dont know wich one Im gon' wear today
Stop the cap 2021 that's my campaign
How the fuck you rich and can't buy a beat for 20 dollars 30 dollars 40 dollars 50 Dollars
Run with the pack on my backpack like Im a scholar
Spend a bag on my Prada glasses
Lo Life I just spend a bag on Ralph Lauren
Say you getting money show then
Money is my favorite Word
We gon' get this anyway with no VPN fuck a score



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Writer(s): Joel Acevedo Vegas
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