Smooth
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
Out the dirty south Mr Clean in this bitch
After that money like a evangelist
Say you the best you ain't even on the list
I don't care what they say I know I'm the shit
Fucked up night will I make it to the morning
God got me I keep on respawning
Mexican cholo hol up is that Konnan
Nope it's that vato invading like Romans
Alive see the signs I'ma to rise to the moment
Aligned with my sight I see good omens
Climbed out my mind survived the atonement
My pride is aside I'm outside like the homeless
Arrived too high had to calm my emotions
Been good side that statement aint bogus
Doesn't apply to most guys they on hoe shit
She wanna ride I tell her stay focused
Defy what they taught with my thoughts on my own shit
Locked in a box hopped out with a bonus
God on the line thank him I ain't phone less
Like Christ ride tides dont even stick my toes in
Earth got thots show a lot I'm coping
Don't be surprised if I spit inappropriate
Thick thighs to the side all mine when she open
Swim in her water make waves like the ocean
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
Nobody stopping The Invasion from happening
Back in it after the peace I'm imagining
Passionate making waves water sign splashing in
Try to copy my style Ima have to patent it
Stacking it weather be changing like calculus
Keep wrecking shit I don't mean get in accidents
Better than old shit this aint the last of it
Why would I stop bitch the flow is immaculate
Smooth as a Brazilian Wax
Only time I'm on crack
When I'm breaking her back
This a Martian attack
Made another lame mad
Gottem sick boutta yack
Throwing rocks at my pack
Then my will is to smack
No cap only lack what I pack cause you slack
Taking naps at the pad while I stay in the lab
No masking the raps smoke and blast without straps
Only task is fat numbers in the aftermath
No cap only lack what I pack cause you slack
Taking naps at the pad while I stay in the lab
No masking the raps smoke and blast without straps
Only task is fat numbers in the aftermath
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
Out the dirty south Mr Clean in this bitch
After that money like a evangelist
Say you the best you ain't even on the list
I don't care what they say I know I'm the shit
Fucked up night will I make it to the morning
God got me I keep on respawning
Mexican cholo hol up is that Konnan
Nope it's that vato invading like Romans
Alive see the signs I'ma to rise to the moment
Aligned with my sight I see good omens
Climbed out my mind survived the atonement
My pride is aside I'm outside like the homeless
Arrived too high had to calm my emotions
Been good side that statement aint bogus
Doesn't apply to most guys they on hoe shit
She wanna ride I tell her stay focused
Defy what they taught with my thoughts on my own shit
Locked in a box hopped out with a bonus
God on the line thank him I ain't phone less
Like Christ ride tides dont even stick my toes in
Earth got thots show a lot I'm coping
Don't be surprised if I spit inappropriate
Thick thighs to the side all mine when she open
Swim in her water make waves like the ocean
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
I'm too smooth with this shit
Way too smooth with this shit
Nobody stopping The Invasion from happening
Back in it after the peace I'm imagining
Passionate making waves water sign splashing in
Try to copy my style Ima have to patent it
Stacking it weather be changing like calculus
Keep wrecking shit I don't mean get in accidents
Better than old shit this aint the last of it
Why would I stop bitch the flow is immaculate
Smooth as a Brazilian Wax
Only time I'm on crack
When I'm breaking her back
This a Martian attack
Made another lame mad
Gottem sick boutta yack
Throwing rocks at my pack
Then my will is to smack
No cap only lack what I pack cause you slack
Taking naps at the pad while I stay in the lab
No masking the raps smoke and blast without straps
Only task is fat numbers in the aftermath
No cap only lack what I pack cause you slack
Taking naps at the pad while I stay in the lab
No masking the raps smoke and blast without straps
Only task is fat numbers in the aftermath
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Writer(s): Ramiro Garcia
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