Smike9 ft. swervo2x, B'lon & Miiir Lyrics

(What you think B?)

(That nigga Miiir made the beat here we go again)

Pussy nigga better watch his fucking mouth

Ima run up in his house leave his body on the couch

Nigga pussy ass type to scope it out

You the same ass nigga bitch your ass is in the house

I don't give a fuck 50 round that's a walk down

Nigga yelling murder now his homie on the fucking ground

Toe tag body bag we say that's wild sight

Bitch nigga yelling bout that murder just don't run don't hide

Ha Ha ima stepper nigga

I don't give a fuck two times I apply that pressure nigga

You a bitch ass nigga should've listened

If I buss this Glock bitch it came with extensions

Like who is you?

Nigga bitch I am never ever missing

Mr magic three

Swervo really bout that action

Nigga yelling gang shit

What you claiming bitch?

I don't give a fuck 303 come hop on this shit

He say he finna kill me but we know that he ain't popping nun

Them niggas in the school

They steady asking when I'm dropping sum

Them pussies pocket watching like they some opps or sum

I'm rocking by myself cause them niggas they be watching me

Laughing by myself cause them bitches yeah they doubted me

Now I'm on the road, nigga living my live lavishly

I'm plugging through my city

Something that I'm on that actively

He talking on us, boy his family got feel tragically

Walking through my city nigga always take precaution

Yeah I had to get it on my own a nigga had no option

Remember late nights when I was down and I was starving

I'm that nigga in my city like my name Klay Thompson

I've been working hard lil nigga I ain't gotta show

Them fake banging ass niggas yeah they scared to up that pole

I've been riding through my city yeah I'm selling all this dough

I'm smoking all these blunts with my niggas, yeah I'm in my zone

Bitch I'm in my zone hella cold no fro zone

Nigga yelling murder, mr clean bitch I'm hella cold

Nigga yelling murder, choppa hit a nigga nose

Bitch ass nigga you a pussy that's how I know you fold

Ha Ha, you ain't hear me nigga?

Lil Miiir made this beat he get jiggy nigga

You a bitch ass nigga fuck out my face nigga

Who want smoke?

Bitch it's two time

Run the fade nigga

If I loose I spin back wit that lil chop

Spin around on niggas block he got hit just like his pop

Dough boy lil nigga I'm a cold nigga

I don't give a fuck two time

I'm upping poles nigga

In this bitch high as hell I can't even see

Shout out lil Miiir made the beat

It's just him and B

This glock got a forty for them niggas that be stepping deep

Me and swervo will take your pole

You got an extra heat?

You got a extra clip?

Nigga talking all that shit

Ain't you the one who folded in the end?

Ain't you a fucking snitch?

False claiming crip nigga come and show me

Was acting like a gangsta then you snitched over a stoley

Look how times changed, I ain't talking bout a rollie

Tell that nigga I beat the case I'm getting money he don't owe me aye

Tuh

I beat that case yeah he don't owe me aye

Tell the nigga I

He don't owe me aye

Tuh nigga he still fucking snitched, yeah he still folded in the end he a fucking snitch

False claiming crip nigga come and show me, was acting like a gangster then you snitched over a stoley (over a stoley, over a stoley)