SMD (feat. RealYungDon)
Yeah yeah yeah
Money Over Entertainment nigga
Spicy Gang
Maskigang, y'all already know what the fuck it is
Look, yo S.K.A.R. what we on cus?
Look, look
Suck my dick fuck how you feel
Claiming that you gang but you ain't never keep it real
Remember days we was starving
Had to fix us up a meal
Had plans with the lotto split 50/50 with the mil
Now having talks with gelato
I ain't looking for relations bitch just pull up and swallow
You wasn't there through the storm I'm fighting demons Apollo
But not gone lie you kinda bad remind me of Mulatto
I'll probably take you to Miami. Probably fuck in a condo
My love is real so if you need me I pull up wit sticks
And I'll pull up in just a second when I'm sliding it's lit
The other day I ran down 'cause niggas think they the shit
And all that flagging that he did that's what got his bro hit
A side note though
Don't try to flex with your bands 'cause if I see you with your partner I'm hitting you and Your mans
(Hitting you and your mans if I see you with your partner I'm hitting you and your mans)
A lot of cards up sleeve, I just gotta deal em evenly
Niggas claim they real but on the low they just deceiving me
Demons in my head and in my soul, they just been eating me
A lot of niggas hitting up my phone say they say believe in me
I feel the pressure, and I know I'm bouta pop
While they focused on the hate, I just be focused on the gwap
While they focus on debates, I just be focused on the plot
I be focused on my cake and I be focused on the top
And I gotta make it, like I been working at the bakery
Niggas be some clones and I ain't really for the fakery
Holding up my own. I'm in my zone. They tryna race with me
You can't look in the mirror. How you think that you gone face to me?
I'm all aggression, I'll probably take a nigga heart out
I was really in the trenches late at night when it was dark out
I was really on them benches late nights and had to park out
When it come to disrespect it ain't no threat we ain't gone spark bout nigga
Suck my dick fuck how you feel
Claiming that you gang but you ain't never keep it real
Remember days we was starving
Had to fix us up a meal
Had plans with the lotto split 50/50 with the mil
Now having talks with gelato
Suck my dick fuck how you feel
Claiming that you gang but you ain't never keep it real
Remember days we was starving
Had to fix us up a meal
Had plans with the lotto split 50/50 with the mil
Now having talks with gelato
Money Over Entertainment nigga
Spicy Gang
Maskigang, y'all already know what the fuck it is
Look, yo S.K.A.R. what we on cus?
Look, look
Suck my dick fuck how you feel
Claiming that you gang but you ain't never keep it real
Remember days we was starving
Had to fix us up a meal
Had plans with the lotto split 50/50 with the mil
Now having talks with gelato
I ain't looking for relations bitch just pull up and swallow
You wasn't there through the storm I'm fighting demons Apollo
But not gone lie you kinda bad remind me of Mulatto
I'll probably take you to Miami. Probably fuck in a condo
My love is real so if you need me I pull up wit sticks
And I'll pull up in just a second when I'm sliding it's lit
The other day I ran down 'cause niggas think they the shit
And all that flagging that he did that's what got his bro hit
A side note though
Don't try to flex with your bands 'cause if I see you with your partner I'm hitting you and Your mans
(Hitting you and your mans if I see you with your partner I'm hitting you and your mans)
A lot of cards up sleeve, I just gotta deal em evenly
Niggas claim they real but on the low they just deceiving me
Demons in my head and in my soul, they just been eating me
A lot of niggas hitting up my phone say they say believe in me
I feel the pressure, and I know I'm bouta pop
While they focused on the hate, I just be focused on the gwap
While they focus on debates, I just be focused on the plot
I be focused on my cake and I be focused on the top
And I gotta make it, like I been working at the bakery
Niggas be some clones and I ain't really for the fakery
Holding up my own. I'm in my zone. They tryna race with me
You can't look in the mirror. How you think that you gone face to me?
I'm all aggression, I'll probably take a nigga heart out
I was really in the trenches late at night when it was dark out
I was really on them benches late nights and had to park out
When it come to disrespect it ain't no threat we ain't gone spark bout nigga
Suck my dick fuck how you feel
Claiming that you gang but you ain't never keep it real
Remember days we was starving
Had to fix us up a meal
Had plans with the lotto split 50/50 with the mil
Now having talks with gelato
Suck my dick fuck how you feel
Claiming that you gang but you ain't never keep it real
Remember days we was starving
Had to fix us up a meal
Had plans with the lotto split 50/50 with the mil
Now having talks with gelato
Credits
Writer(s): Saqqar Allman
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