SHTOP IT! 2 ft. Smiiles Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I wouldn't mess with them if I were you, they're known as RumbleWorld!
Eleven thousand dollar chips, I'll risk it all I'm Mikki Mase
When I'm up I tend to fuck around and put it in your face
When I'm down they'd never know I still show up to every place
When I'm hopping off that stage she looks like "let me get a taste"
Babytron could never jump off stages with the grace
Stop comparing me because the hair
Your breath is just a waste
Put it up and shut them up, I kicked the cup I rest my case
Have you even heard my stuff I kill my set then leave to space
I've really been one in a million, ya'll Aldrich Killian
I'm really killing them
They rent up their castles they're filling them
Meanwhile I'm off in the cut trying to build me one!
The blunt's hitting hard as obsidian
Inside Viridian, always have plenty fun
I've had this name since a kid so it's Shmoke on the track, you can get it that's anyone!
Shtop it, you are not that guy
I'll stop killing shows and dropping when my dog can fly
Off it, I can't even lie
You're the type to switch up on your girl, Commander Bly
It's the Strandalorian, it's the Stackolyte
Get to cackling on beats
Because I'm the jackal type!
Thunder crackling, I'm drunk
I'm in their face, you're home on Skype
Ate the devil fruit and got no powers cause it wasn't ripe
If I get old I'll be Whitebeard
If I get big I'll be KAIDO
Hard drives starting to fill up, need me a music silo
Get it in by the pile
First I Shmoke, then I Smile
This that RumbleWorld style
Tend to turn up and get wild
Ever since I was a child
Kept the bars and beats on file
Never known to sauce them mild
I been out here for a while
Eleven thousand dollar chips, I'll risk it all I'm Mikki Mase
When I'm up I tend to fuck around and put it in your face
When I'm down they'd never know I still show up to every place
When I'm hopping off that stage she looks like "let me get a taste"
If I get old I'll be Whitebeard
If I get big I'll be KAIDO
Hard drives starting to fill up, need me a music silo