Shmacked Lyrics

Got a gun in my right hand

Bottle on my left

You could come get right man

Or you could get left

Thought you was my right man

But done went and left

You for the birds

Calling it payback you get hurt

Hop out of that AMG

Why you still not paying me

Why you keep enraging me

You got me pissed off

Switch sides why you crisscross

Boutta get smacked like Chris Rock

Pockets on heavy like Rick Ross

Pull up on him told him get lost

I'm walking down with a big glock

You gone drive me crazy

Hopping out wavy

Pulling up Mercedes

Oh that's why you hate me

Fucking that bitch have a baby

She want me to stay I said maybe

I can't be locked down you can't cage me

I can't be locked down

I really got out

I'm boutta mob out

With my slimes say slatt

Keep a nine say blatt

Got to watch yo back

If you don't get whacked

I'm boutta walk down you get shmacked

You get shmacked you get robbed

Moving pack get it off

Who is that who they are

Who are you

I'm boutta hop out the coupe

I'm boutta walk down and I shoot

Shoot shoot

Shoot shoot you

Pop out with that stick

Push up let it hit

You get murked

Putting him on a shirt

6 Feet in the dirt

Stick beam know it hurt

Yo shit jam my shit work

Counting bands in my urus

I'm off a xan I'm off the earth

Cup in my hand throw in a perk

You a lil ant I'm a big worm

I been wilding

Lamborghini what I'm in

Fucking that bitch on a island

Whip out the stick and he hiding

I'm in the big body riding

Know it's no cap no lying

I hop in the cat the lion

I Swap out the cat for the cyan

Rollin him up and I light it

Keep me a stick ain't no fighting

Don't got my money well find it