Smoke Testo

I guess it's up with niggas
I got niggas that don't play about me, bet' not touch a nigga
How many niggas lying in they raps? I know a bunch of niggas
Grab that "ahh!" or that "buh!" and get to bustin niggas
SOB the gang, I ain't fuckin witcha
Pull out that -shh, bet I'll hush a nigga
How the fuck you round that gang? Ain't no muscle in it
Heard them niggas want smoke, tell em come and get it

First off, it's SOB, bitch I don't fuck with niggas Known to keep that strap wherever I go, bitch I don't thump with niggas
All you lil niggas is my sons, but I'm big unc to niggas
Vroom vroom, get to skunkin niggas
Pull up on his block and take his strap and get to punkin niggas
No, I'm not no fan of niggas music, I don't be bumping niggas
But if I see my opp up in the club then I'mma bump the nigga
I can't even tell you what we done to niggas
If you see me posted on that block, I got a hunnid close
I don't give a fuck if he yo brother, I don't fuck with bro
Posted on the block til it get cold, I got a runny nose
Say she gon do everything for me, but she ain't for me though
You put yo trust up in that bitch, yeah you a dummy bro
Bitch I don't wanna have no fun with you, but you could fuck me though
Nigga asked me if I fucked this bitch, nah we just buddies bro
Classy bitch but suck the uh- like she a slutty hoe, nigga

I guess it's up with niggas
I got niggas that don't play about me, bet' not touch a nigga
How many niggas lying in they raps? I know a bunch of niggas
Grab that "ahh!" or that "buh!" and get to bustin niggas SOB the gang, I ain't fuckin witcha
Pull out that -shh, bet I'll hush a nigga
How the fuck you round that gang? Ain't no muscle in it
Heard them niggas want smoke, tell em come and get it

Tell em come and get it, or get yo ass got
He was supposed to be my brother until he folded, niggas laptops
Bitch I ain't finna play with no nigga, I don't slap box
Nigga keep playing like shit a game, til his ass shot
I got that one shh-, drum bigger than some ass shots
Yeah, he was the nigga back then, then he crashed out
Hold on, hold on, you can't call me broke, bitch I got cash now
I walked up in that club them hoes had tiddies and that ass out
Too high, passed out
Broke bitch, cash out
Dumb bitch almost got her lil ass hit, I tried to bag out
Before I let him pay me for a feature, check his background
Bitch keep talkin bout that she a stallion, yous a cash cow
I moved out of town for bout a year, but bitch I'm back round
Yeah I can get her wet until it make that cheesy mac sound
Bro said he don't wanna tote the Glock, he sending Mac rounds
And niggas always lying in the booth until them facts out, nigga

I guess it's up with niggas
I got niggas that don't play about me, bet' not touch a nigga
How many niggas lying in they raps? I know a bunch of niggas
Grab that "ahh!" or that "buh!" and get to bustin niggas
SOB the gang, I ain't fuckin witcha
Pull out that -shh, bet I'll hush a nigga
How the fuck you round that gang? Ain't no muscle in it
Heard them niggas want smoke, tell em come and get it