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lirik lagu shmack talk – sethii shmactt

[intro]
(raf is in the building)

[verse 1: sethii shmactt]
we them n*ggas in the town
got your b*tch up in the back and you know i broke her down
i ain’t smoking by the ounce, b*tch, i’m smoking the pound
got the bucks and i’m out, get the [?] and i bounce
ayy, b*tch, stop playing
choosing ain’t free, lil’ b*tch, start paying
n*ggas do a lot of talking, give a f*ck ’bout what they saying
i just poured me up a four, it got me feeling like the man, d*mn
they like, “sethii, why your eyes like that?” ayy
“d*mn, sethii, why your life that?”
i be smoking on the dope, that’s why my eyes like that
fat forty on my waist, blow your eyes right back
chose up for the p, b*tch, i need that fee
she gon’ [?] a couple [?] for the team
and i got some n*ggas mad, know they plotting on me
i ain’t tripping, b*tch, you know i keep a [?] on me
bankrolls in the bag, keep the gualla on me
chop like a side b*tch, it gotta stay lowkey
b*tch, stack it up where the roof is
play me like a fool, on my mama you’s a doofus
ayy, and i hit her with the strip talk
blue strips all up in my pockets, that’s the crip walk
break her down then i pass her off, that’s the chris paul
stuff a wood, take it to the neck, watch me lift off, b*tch
[verse 2: e. corleone]
big dope, big smoke, watch me lift off
mob got these sucker n*ggas p*ssed off
watch me pull up to the scene, watch me drift off
come through flexing over here, n*ggas get picked
b*tch, we them n*ggas talking cash though
big bands, getting to the cake like a fat ho
that chopper hit him, make him lean back, call him fat joe
lil’ n*gga, better tuck them chains ‘fore they get snagged off
we don’t know you, back back ‘fore you get blast on
mob, twenty n*ggas, twenty masks on
i been running up a check, got the guap coming
wanna get tied in with the mob, n*gga, drop something
i need the fee, i need it all right now
she do the check and do the neck, i get my nut in her mouth
and if you looking for some work then hit my phone right now
and, n*gga, f*ck who up next, i’ma ball right now

[verse 3: fitz]
fitz gon’ get rich or die trying, count these hundreds ’til my heart stop
cut her off after she give neck, i call that drop top
balling like a raider, in the field just like i’m marshawn
missiles like the navy, b*tch, you sliding like the cha cha
mr. don dada, corleone the godfather
you the boy who cried wolf, i can tell you want no problems
red bottoms [?], the b*tch gon’ bust it like piñata
sethii shmactt be my slime, sharpshooter, black mamba
play it smart, lil’ n*gga, you don’t wanna see that candlelight
your family gon’ be sending out them hearts just like it’s valentine’s
got extra h*lla clips for n*ggas thinking that they [?]
i turned a schoolgirl to a goer, now her [?] right, n*gga

- sethii shmactt

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