Smackdown
Tell you bout this bitch I've been fucking with
She really on that murder shit
She pop 2 X pills
Go downstairs
And really serve a bitch
You call ha a roadrunner?
Shid, I call ha my lil money bitch
I pray to god diamonds only thang my life is flooded with
Nigga swear they love you
But they really on some other shit
Downbad, disgusting
Yea they really on some flonky shit
$10, 000!
Swear to God, I don't deserve it
The way a nigga commit perjury
He snitched in the first degree
Real Nigga court
I'm tryna put that bitch on Channel 3
Nigga playing with they life
Tryna put some fuckin shams on me
It's gon feel like Kimbo
Big ass gun, like a trumbone
Slidin down da block, tryna see if that pussy home or not
Ain't no trust in my hood
Mayne, them niggas trust in 40 glocks
Imma superstar nigga
Take everythang that come with it
Everybody know
That boi be snitchin'
Everybody know
Ten thousand that nigga!
Imma superstar!
Like Smackdown!
Real 3 baby!
Real Raw how!
I really come thru!
And Get the pack off!
Ain't no handouts!
Ain't no big dawg!
Better watch yo mouth!
Speaking on the dead
Might go talk to a medium
To find out how to play it
I wan rock out a stadium
Yea, just me and my band
Would've big as D12
Bizarre, I ain't see all the red flags
They put the Proof in front me
See my other potna Shady
Obsession
Mayne he did this all over a lady
You're delusional
You're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
10K
Imma superstar!
Like Smackdown!
Real 3 baby!
Real Raw how!
I Really come thru!
And Get the pack off!
Ain't no handouts!
Ain't no big dawg!
She really on that murder shit
She pop 2 X pills
Go downstairs
And really serve a bitch
You call ha a roadrunner?
Shid, I call ha my lil money bitch
I pray to god diamonds only thang my life is flooded with
Nigga swear they love you
But they really on some other shit
Downbad, disgusting
Yea they really on some flonky shit
$10, 000!
Swear to God, I don't deserve it
The way a nigga commit perjury
He snitched in the first degree
Real Nigga court
I'm tryna put that bitch on Channel 3
Nigga playing with they life
Tryna put some fuckin shams on me
It's gon feel like Kimbo
Big ass gun, like a trumbone
Slidin down da block, tryna see if that pussy home or not
Ain't no trust in my hood
Mayne, them niggas trust in 40 glocks
Imma superstar nigga
Take everythang that come with it
Everybody know
That boi be snitchin'
Everybody know
Ten thousand that nigga!
Imma superstar!
Like Smackdown!
Real 3 baby!
Real Raw how!
I really come thru!
And Get the pack off!
Ain't no handouts!
Ain't no big dawg!
Better watch yo mouth!
Speaking on the dead
Might go talk to a medium
To find out how to play it
I wan rock out a stadium
Yea, just me and my band
Would've big as D12
Bizarre, I ain't see all the red flags
They put the Proof in front me
See my other potna Shady
Obsession
Mayne he did this all over a lady
You're delusional
You're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
10K
Imma superstar!
Like Smackdown!
Real 3 baby!
Real Raw how!
I Really come thru!
And Get the pack off!
Ain't no handouts!
Ain't no big dawg!
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Mills
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