Smack the Shit Out You

[Verse 1]
Left hand – Pierre, right hand – Dom P
Pop a green by Ciroc, pour it on the dime-piece
Pay just got that label, that’s the only man can sign me
A nigga from the six, I no longer claim the side-streets
Too busy countin’ money, got no time for no IG
It’s 12, I’ll post it when I’m done, right around 3
Posed in the club with a dub, bitches hound me
I came in this bitch naked, Ion see how they found me
Maybe they smelt the whiff of a real one
Your babymama let me fuck when the bills come
Highschool, you was a bitch, and you still one
I took a loss, bounced right back, and I still won
You broke, nigga, you look so ready to steal some’
I got it all, from big faces to lil’ hunids
If you ain’t BYLUG, I ain’t cool with you, I’m through with you
‘cause shit ain’t been the same since the funeral

[Chorus]
Most of these niggas just talk
You can tell I’m really ‘bout it how I walk
I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you
Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you
Most of these niggas just talk
You can tell I’m really ‘bout it how I walk
I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you
Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you

[Verse 2]
Left hand – five G’s, right hand – another five
“Kid, is you happy to see me?” That’s just a gun of mine
Niggas told on they man, but me? I would’ve done the time
Snitch ass nigga, Ion wanna hear another rhyme
No more “Free B Smith,” boy, it’s ‘bout fuckin’ time
This rap shit ain’t shit, it’s just another grind
Left my old bitch in the past, but now, she wonder why
And tell my new bitch, “Ion come with time”
Wanna be down for a come-up, cuz?
But the last nigga forgot the way you jumped off
Then, through it all, got scarred up, and brushed off blood
My mans disinfect shit, he done fucked up, love
What’s up, cuz? I rep the Westside of the city
Your bitch got my name on the left side of her titty
I can hit the mall and buy it all with no biggie
Just to show you ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Chorus]
Most of these niggas just talk
You can tell I’m really ‘bout it how I walk
I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you
Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you
Most of these niggas just talk
You can tell I’m really ‘bout it how I walk
I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you
Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you