Smoove Thoughts

And I'ma squeeze that tec like a vet, I'ma threat up on my set
Getting money in a sec, hoes paying me for sex
Niggas know I'm up next, that's why hoes gimme neck
Just left the mall and a nigga blew a check
Got my head and then I jet
Shit is real, bitches feel, money bags, dolla bills
Sippin' act, crackin' seals, smokin' thrax, poppin' pills
But only on the weekend aye
Bring yo bitch around me, guarantee da pussy getting slayed
My niggas with the shits, so we ain't got time for the fades
I hate how wassaname lied and she tried to play
Even though I'm fucked up in the head I managed to still pray
Got that cheetah piss on me so you know that it stink
Hit Juju up if I really need a P
And I'm a Florida boy, all I know is glee
If you wanna get a feature that's gon cost you a fee
TS on my body, so I'm down til I leave
If you wanna get a feature that's gonna cost you a fee
TS on my body, so I'm down til I leave (Yeah, yeah)

Paint a picture of my life, call it Mona Lisa
Yeah I'm running thru this money like I gotta visa
Beautiful black queen and a senorita
And if a bitch acting up then I don't need her
Speaking on a real nigga I hope that I am mentioned
And when my occupation change, don't be saying I'm acting different
And for this new job I dont need a damn reference
And if you ain't speaking positive then you disrespecting
Whipping a masterpiece
Your flow is dead, deceased
Cop a whip, no lease
Push to start, no key
Been thru it all, felt a lot of pain
But I'm getting to the money like I work the bank



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