Smooth Oper8or
You know I'm fuckin' with DJ Real Red, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, put lean in my slushy from Sonics
I'm smooth nigga, I'm so one hunnid
Can't fuck wit' these niggas, can't fuck wit' these bitches
If they don't want no money
All these niggas do is smoke and lie
All these bitches do is smoke and lie
All I want to do is smoke and ride
Stack the money up until I die
Used to feel like ain't nobody care
Look around, ain't nobody there
Gone through all this shit by myself
They see me hurtin', ain't nobody help
Had to turn my hustle up, get out and grind
Had to get up off my ass
My bitch wrecked a coupe Thursday, got another Thursday
Ooh, I got these niggas mad
Pull up on your bitch at the sprint mart
Mack your bitch with mines in the car
Shoot shots like I forgot
Shoot shots like a AR
Pussy niggas talkin' down, talkin' bout what they gon' do when they see me
Run up on me, please believe
I keep the pieces like Reese's
Pussy niggas holla gang, gang
You and all your gang members lame
How the hell does your day one nigga
On their paperwork, you state your name
Niggas poppin' on the internet
Out in public, breakin' out in sweats
Your bitch see me, almost broke her neck
So you know I had to break her back
2017, yeah, CoDean
Still connected to the plug
Found the route to some paper
Me and my niggas bout to run it up
Smooth operator, got the operation
Operating daily bout paper
If you ain't got a down payment
We gon' abort operation
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Thanks for watching
Ayy, ayy, ayy, put lean in my slushy from Sonics
I'm smooth nigga, I'm so one hunnid
Can't fuck wit' these niggas, can't fuck wit' these bitches
If they don't want no money
All these niggas do is smoke and lie
All these bitches do is smoke and lie
All I want to do is smoke and ride
Stack the money up until I die
Used to feel like ain't nobody care
Look around, ain't nobody there
Gone through all this shit by myself
They see me hurtin', ain't nobody help
Had to turn my hustle up, get out and grind
Had to get up off my ass
My bitch wrecked a coupe Thursday, got another Thursday
Ooh, I got these niggas mad
Pull up on your bitch at the sprint mart
Mack your bitch with mines in the car
Shoot shots like I forgot
Shoot shots like a AR
Pussy niggas talkin' down, talkin' bout what they gon' do when they see me
Run up on me, please believe
I keep the pieces like Reese's
Pussy niggas holla gang, gang
You and all your gang members lame
How the hell does your day one nigga
On their paperwork, you state your name
Niggas poppin' on the internet
Out in public, breakin' out in sweats
Your bitch see me, almost broke her neck
So you know I had to break her back
2017, yeah, CoDean
Still connected to the plug
Found the route to some paper
Me and my niggas bout to run it up
Smooth operator, got the operation
Operating daily bout paper
If you ain't got a down payment
We gon' abort operation
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Thanks for watching
Credits
Writer(s): Shunquez Dean
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.