Give Em Hell Lyrics

I just made a meal, like fuck a deal And I'm dressed to kill, I gave em hell

They wanted me to fail, like take a L Smokin' on that face mask, he love the smell

I just made a meal, like fuck a deal And I'm dressed to kill, I gave em hell

They wanted me to fail, like take a L Smokin' on that face mask, he love the smell

Yeah, if I do, I do it my way This shit easy, call a child's play

Did a album, then I dropped a album Did a record in the same day

Backwoods full of straight gas But where I'm from, call it face mask

Now from my hood, you don't get a pass Heard Mads on that new tag

They dig me like shovels, clown Don't say my name when I come around

I was so lost, but now I'm found Feelin' so stressed, I might blow a pound

See all these groupies, they feelin' on me Gabron go wiggin', she trippin' on me

SMG here, we the mob, homie Fuckin' these bitches, they say they lonely

I'm stackin' my chips, call it rap snacks If she blowin' my line, she a knack-knack

That pussy so good, and that ass is fat She fuck with the real, so I call her back

I'm not signin' you niggas, y'all lackin' skills And I'm bendin' the game, I play the field

We pull up at Lennox and spend a meal The ones that don't rap, they train to kill

Pause, hit the studio on Sunday Magic City on a Monday

Airlines with a bad dime I just call that shit a bay-kay

My time is now, shit, we tired of waitin' Nothin' safe, full of big faces

Garbage bags and they full of dubs We save all those for court cases

I just made a meal Like, fuck Adele

And I'm just a kill I gave em' hell

They wanted me to fail Like, take a L

Smokin' on that face mask We love the smell

I just made a meal Like, fuck Adele

And I'm just a kill I gave em' hell

They wanted me to fail Like, take a L

Smokin' on that face mask We love the smell

Yeah, be the nigga just like Mayweather

Ask me how I'm doin' shit, I'm doin' better

All my life I tried to give you juice

Now it's time for me to try to move clever

Built the team with the foundation

That we move close, then we stick together

We took a O, got a pack now

Stackin' this money, get racks now

My enemies callin' frenemies

I off these niggas that don't fuck with me

A ski mask plus a toe tag

Equals funerals with a sad dad

Always on point, I don't never lack

Chrome fit for the waist stack

Infused by money, we makin' that

Finesse in the plug, we takin' that

I just made a meal Like, fuck Adele

And I'm just a kill I gave em' hell

They wanted me to fail Like, take a L

Smokin' on that face mask We love the smell

I just made a meal Like, fuck Adele

And I'm just a kill I gave em' hell

They wanted me to fail Like, take a L

Smokin' on that face mask We love the smell