Smoke & Mirrors Lyrics

I'm too legit to quit these haters mad I'm on my shit

Aye pass me the Kleenex wipe my ass on a bitch (ugh)

Nasty on a hoe beast mode go gorilla

Shooters really on ya ass bitch I hang with the killers

Ho we mobbing on the low

Pop up on that pussy ho

Bitches know I'm on they ass pipe me up I'm in my zone

New Bitch in the A coming out and beating hoes

And I'm nothing like these weird ass BBL clones

Face card to legit I ain't fucking on these niggas

I'm a boss I'm on my shit

I be bitching out these niggas

Savage little bitch I might trick off for a lick (huh)

Hunnid round drum if the bitch talking shit (What)

hunnid niggas coming if I call for the hit

Tell that bitch back it down I'll set it off in this bitch (ho)

Ho I'm really from a city that they call Jack n Kill

Fully loaded choppas send ya mama back the will

(Woah)

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Demons Fuckin with me shit is getting scary

Keep an army with me but this ain't the military

Can't sell my soul bitch I'm to legendary

I Can't sell my soul bitch im to legendary

I'm to legendary

I'm to sauced up

These Bum hoes mad cause they pussies washed up

She a pass around Hoe yea she tossed up

These hoes mad cause they see a bitch bossed up

They say female rap flop man this shit dying

Hey Nicki hey Nicki yeah hoes crying

Same shit different doctor man these hoes boring

I wish these clout Ass hoes go back to whoring

And I don't argue with no bitch beneath my tax bracket

And all these hoes crabs serve em up get it cracking

Hoes ain't keepin up step it up bitch you lagging

Whack hoes sound the same call em bandwagons

And I don't speak up on the shìt but I peep game

I'm fighting evil got me tweaking going insane

Shit be crazy how they sacrificing for the fame

One hit wonders doing anything to change

Train em up sign ya life industry baby

You lost in the sauce mentally you going crazy

Your soul checked out gotta get a ticket baby

Your soul checked out gotta get a ticket baby

Take a number any number Lucy got you covered

You can see it in they eyes the devil doing numbers

Energy synergy back up off of me

Light my sage go away gotta find my peace

Paint the picture see the vision I'm the masterpiece

Ho I'm big pressure bitches ain't touchin me

Ho I'm big pressure bitches ain't touching me

Ho I'm big pressure bitches ain't touching me

Bitch

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Demons fucking with me

Demons fucking with me

Demons fucking with me

Demons fucking with me