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thermostat - sme taxfree lyrics

[intro]
yeah
rib, sme, n*gga
srt, n*gga
the rest of these n*ggas cheap as h*ll
huh

[verse 1: sme taxfree]
boy, i’m a thermostat, checkin’ n*ggas’ temp’
four of trish’ in this two*liter, sippin’ b*tches’ rent
don’t come around this b*tch drivin’ crazy
boy, we’ll blow you down if we can’t see through that tint
two hundred yings in this long sleeve

[verse 2: gameova1k]
when this sh*t touch down, we goin’ to the big leagues
i was stayin’ down, i rocked the same clothes the whole week
one*fifty touch two hundred, that’s like thirty g’s, that’s every week
n*gga, i really got it out the road, this ain’t pvp
unky say he got it out the stove, he got rich off cheatin’
i be in the streets for real, all i know is takes and keeps
n*gga, you don’t know the rules, never serve back when you sleep
better watch the ones you trust the most, them ones that play it creep
n*ggas tried to dim my light to shine, so i’m the black sheep
n*gga, i stay state*to*state for real, i [?] taxfree
n*gga, i got plugs for real, can’t no n*gga tax me
[verse 3: sme taxfree]
twenty for the ceilings, bro, my house look like a bnb
boy, this how i’m living, they should’ve put me on bet
this ain’t that lil’ cherokee, this the srt
if they fl!ck me with this uh, bro, i bet i leave ’em
me and game on the same sh*t, b*tt*head and beavis
boy, this lil’ b*tch a fan, signed her name on her cleavage
out here lookin’ for some marni, we couldn’t find that sh*t at neimans
we don’t buy designer on sale, that’s the old season

[verse 4: gameova1k]
blrrt, blrrt, these balenci track runners, not no motherf*ckin’ yeezies
i be prayin’ to the f*ck i left him like he jesus
i’m a student of the game, more money than the teacher
n*ggas broke, so they say it’s cheaper just to keep her
but i’m rich as f*ck, i f*ck this b*tch and then i leave her
eighty thousand on my cuban, this the deep freezer
i got a hundred on my pants, this is not a bimmer
if you ain’t coppin’ work, sayonara, nice to meet ya

[verse 5: sme taxfree]
ooh, you ain’t coppin’ work, get the f*ck on
been in this car all day, this b*tch a mobile home
pickin’ strands out and send her rolls
with a white b*tch, bro, she look like amber rose
[verse 6: gameova1k]
they think i got a clone
the way i state*to*state, i know i trap in different timezones
n*ggas better up they kit, they diamonds look like rhinestones
this b*tch look like kim k, i f*ck her like i’m ray j
lil’ baby, be my sensei, tell me what your rent say
if you takin’ risks for me, you’ll probably get your rent paid
b*tch, it’s srt and sme, we check your temp’ guage

[verse 7: sme taxfree]
fifteen rackies for these buffs, i could’ve been in blade

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