Dino Whore

[Verse 1: OG Smxxv]
Yeah
One more Percocet, break a half and make it stretch (Make it stretch)
How the fuck you runnin' shit, yo foot up on these niggas necks (Niggas necks)
You heard about me on yo IG but I'm right here in the flesh
I'm sippin' lean and drivin', I go faster when I close my eyes
I'm blowed, I ain't wreck this bitch
I made it home, it got me thankin' God
Nobody ain't kill Smack It, can't get even, this shit kinda odd
I thought niggas was real but niggas really masters of disguise
Step on shit like T-Rex (T-Rex)
This ain't V-neck, bitch, it's [?] (Yeah)
Yo bitch had a C-sec', I still hit that, I might lick her scars (Okay)
I only be wit' Beez' and [?], ion need no body guard (Let's go)
I'm that fly-ass nigga
I'm not soft, bitch know my body hard (No way)
How the fuck you ballin' like you Adam wit' no jumper?
I pay telly, hop out, slump him (Slump)
Niggas trash, yo bitch might dump you, yeah (Dump)
Ridin' in that black truck wit' them pipe but ain't no plumbers, yeah (Plumber)
Me and my bitch do the sixty-nine but I'm not Gunna, yeah (No way)
Promise I won't tell a soul
We pump gas like Texaco (Texaco)
He don't speak, no hablas Ingles, beans and juggs from Mexico (From Mexico)
You see me and don't shoot then it ain't no smoke, nigga, just let it go (Just let it go)
They like, "There go Marcus", but it's Smxxv, nigga, I'm at ya door (At ya door)
My OG pulled up, dinosaur ('Saur)
Up that blick and let it roar (Roar)
I heard that you a old-ass freak, lil' baby, you a dino-whore (Whore)
Lil' bro just got off the bench, get in the game, he tryna score (He scored)
I eat two Percs a day
I might call Beezy tell him, "Find some more" (Some more)

[Verse 2: FattMack, Ant Beezy]
I can't [?] on shit they can't afford
I'm heavy handed when I pour
Don't ask me where I'm at and don't text back, you tryna get me going
I go east to west up in this 'Cat, don't ask me where I'm goin'
I'm finna ice my fuckin' mouth and bust my wrist, these niggas mad I won
Ayy, I heard my opps on life support, I pull up, pull the cord
I be hearin' these niggas lyin' like I ain't outside, I brought my switch on tour
We four deep when we ride, we pull on side then bro gon' blow his gun (Yeah, yeah)
And don't none of my opps wanna talk about funds
None of my opps wanna talk about nun
And don't none of my opps wanna talk 'bout guns
None of my opps wanna talk about money
I got Randall in my fuckin' lungs
We heat shit up, we get shit cookin'
And all my opps some fuckin' pussies, I pour Randall up and sip him (Sip him)
Smack It gone, I miss my nigga, I made them wish they never dissed him (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Ant Beezy]
You can catch me sellin' drugs in the hood or in the club
Have you ever ran up a dub? How you barely touched a dime?
Me and cuh got plug on 'za, I swear we both be touchin' [?]
You play wit' cash yo ass is grass, but you won't be touchin' mine
If I had opps they gon' get dropped like that crack back in the 80's
If I wasn't rappin' or trappin' I'd still be ridin' Mercedes
I'll scam (Yeah), I'll rob (Woo), might pimp a ho, go get a job (On God)
Then clock off work then catch a play
I'm sellin' woah, Black Rob
I'm boomin' girl, Blac Chyna
But this shit white like the wall
I get a loan, I make some calls, then my trap packed like the mall
All my life I been an outcast
Earrings three stacks
Jugg say he wanted ten, so why he bring three back? (Why?)

[Verse 4: ThereGoMarcus]
Ayy, I pull up and give her Dino D, I'm all up in her cat
Ayy, ain't no nigga finna slide on me, know I'm gon' get you back
Ayy, Supreme Forces don't e'en got a crease, my outfit like three racks
Know I'm who they wanna see, know where I be, I'm somewhere sellin' packs
Ayy, my belt on, double g, I wasted lean all on my fuckin' stack
Yo bitch know I'm out her league, I still might please her so you feel attacked
And I'm not green, I'm not no Geico
This 19, it go where I go
Brand new Tahoe, swerve a thot ho
Pull up, fuck, I'm not yo guy, ho
Ayy, Cash App, that's what hush my side ho
Ayy, Cash App, that's what you gon' die for
Ayy, my cougar bitch say she need lipo, that must be a typo
'Cause she so Michael Jackson bad, I bought Off-White like vitiligo
You ain't gon' know I'm on yo ass until you in somebody bio (Bio)