G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee & Blind Fury
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee & Jae Harmony
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee & Trizz & Tech N9ne
G-Mo Skee & Crowda
G-Mo Skee
G-Mo Skee
[Verse 1]
If i got a problem imma settle it best
The way pepsi did, Michael Jackson, head on the steps
Fuck a knife, I do scissors like lesbian sex
And gangrene spread till i have namekian flesh
It's filth when I spit a rap
A nigga's lungs just collapsed
Life Alert buttons getting tapped
Hospital's packed, get the strap
That motherfucker's taller than midget mac
Since a brat I've been mixing 'gnac in my Similac
Bitches ask when they gon get to ride the One Footer
Fuck em in the nose, I been giving hoes cum boogers
Pissed off, i can barely hear my subwoofers
Hit a stunt jump and sluts bumping out the trunk wheel
You ain't heard nobody nasty as this
I'm so raw. that nigga Gordon Ramsay'll flip
The emperor has returned in a caddy with tints
Back in this bitch, and im finna give ya panties a twist
[Hook]
Nigga clear a path
Or im gone bring the wrath
You think it's sweet until you
See underneath the mask
Imma, Smash
Nigga imma smash
Imma, Smash
I'm guaranteed to smash
Why you talking trash, acting like a sav?
My niggas getting mad and they finna beat your ass
They gon', smash, my niggas finna smash
They gon', smash, they guaranteed to smash
[Verse 2]
You niggas ain't worthy of my divine presence
I do numbers with my circle and thats the pi method
If you feel froggish leap and get dissected
Like a science lesson, guts spilling while you lie naked
Last thing you wanna see, two niggas masked up
Got you thinkin' Daft Punk was finna let a track bump
Pimpy think he homer simpson, he gon' get his ass ducked
In his damn fronts with the mo'fuckin brass knucks
You niggas met with a terrible fate
Only your mother could love your unrepairable face
Ya favourite rapper riding round with the federal plates
He ratted on all his niggas so they let him escape
[Hook]
Nigga clear a path
Or im gone bring the wrath
You think it's sweet until you
See underneath the mask
Imma, Smash
Nigga imma smash
Imma, Smash
I'm guaranteed to smash
Why you talking trash, acting like a sav?
My niggas getting mad and they finna beat your ass
They gon', smash, my niggas finna smash
They gon', smash, they guaranteed to smash
Smash was written by BlackOutBeatz & G-Mo Skee.
Smash was produced by BlackOutBeatz.