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crash about it - sme marlo lyrics

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if it’s smoke, let’s crash about it
i did sh*t myself, so you can’t even ask about it
you got a problem with me, just make sure you wanna clash about it
i don’t even f*ck with n0body, so if i get mad, i’ma lash about it
n*gga, i got a glizzy on my right, i got a 50 on my left
i’m pourin’ don up in my cup, i got self*help books on my shelf
i don’t even cry about my cards, i play them b*tches how they dealt
i got this ice up on my neck, i see yo’ b*tch and she might melt
uh, n*gga, first of all, it’s marlo
all my life i led the way, i ain’t had a chance to follow
bad b*tch, i’m all in her throat, just like a pill, she ain’t had a chance to swallow
you taking yo’ chances, f*ckin’ with me, you could chance a hollow
b*tch, i’m here to make some chop
you wanna be mе, this sh*t take some mind power and takе some guap
sacrifices i made for my lil life, n*gga, it take a lot
one thing i’ma do is make sure i eat if i gotta scr*pe the pot
if it’s smoke, let’s crash about it
i did sh*t myself, so you can’t even ask about it
you got a problem with me, just make sure you wanna clash about it
i don’t even f*ck with n0body, so if i get mad, i’ma lash about it
n*gga, i got a glizzy on my right, i got a 50 on my left
i’m pourin’ don up in my cup, i got self*help books on my shelf
i don’t even cry about my cards, i play them b*tches how they dealt
i got this ice up on my neck, i see yo’ b*tch and she might melt
uh, n*gga, n*gga, you wanna beef or somethin
i got sh*lls that eat through flesh, i might let them feast or somethin
n*ggas get popped and start wavin’ white flags, what you pushin’ peace or somethin
you ain’t j*mane, gon’ get yo’ lil’ ass changed, you think this sh*t sweet or somethin
i’m in the back of the black, i feel like obama, choppa sh*lls like osama
i ain’t come here to be tryna get in no drama, f*ck it, make it more drama
i got the drop, you was at yo’ og crib, i kept it safe for yo’ mama
bullets in the nine small, but it eat n*ggas remind me of piranha
if it’s smoke, let’s crash about it
i did sh*t myself, so you can’t even ask about it
you got a problem with me, just make sure you wanna clash about it
i don’t even f*ck with n0body, so if i get mad, i’ma lash about it
n*gga, i got a glizzy on my right, i got a 50 on my left
i’m pourin’ don up in my cup, i got self*help books on my shelf
i don’t even cry about my cards, i play them b*tches how they dealt
i got this ice up on my neck, i see yo’ b*tch and she might melt

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