Smokey

[Intro]
DJ Gutta Butta
Yes, yes

[Chorus]
We in the field slidin' down, tryna blitz somethin'
Said fuck a plug, kick door, watch me flip somethin'
And how y'all killers when most of your niggas victims?
Hit somethin', empty the clips and you still ain't pin nothin'
'Cause I ain't that hard to find (Not at all)
Pop out, don't try to hide (Where you at?)
Gunshot kill your appetite
Don't stop at that light when you know it's on sight

[Verse 1]
My pistol get to knocking like the police on a search and a seize
These tools allergic to the opps 'cause when they see 'em, they sneeze
I'm rollin' off a pill, now I might come off a lil' mean
And this one for the team, my niggas throwin' M's, ain't no B's
My niggas with that
Like a deflated tire, leave your shit flat
We play with XD's, these ain't no XO's like it's tic-tac
I ain't with that chit-chat, long nose on a big strap
Treat the opper like a mole, that lil' nigga just got his shit whacked
Matty hero where I'm posted, so I'm throwin' the eight
These choppers quick to get to blowin' like I'm blowin' a cake
And I'm laggin' on a bitch like I'm loadin' a game
Try comparing me with them, bitch, you can't show me a name, nigga

[Chorus]
We in the field slidin' down, tryna blitz somethin'
Said fuck a plug, kick door, watch me flip somethin'
And how y'all killers when most of your niggas victims?
Hit somethin', empty the clips and you still ain't pin nothin'
'Cause I ain't that hard to find (Not at all)
Pop out, don't try to hide (Where you at?)
Gunshot kill your appetite
Don't stop at that light when you know it's on sight

[Verse 2]
It's too smoky, swear these streets ain't safe no more
If you got a chance, then take it, don't wait too long
I ain't trippin' off no bitch, I hate you hoes
I'm just tryna get rich, driving fast whips
I let go of all my grudges 'cause it's past tense
I was a young hot nigga, that was back then
Tryna leave this shit alone and run that bag in
But let a nigga try and play me, he might backflip
Facts, bitch, really I am ill and I just act sick
Swear my only way up out of here is with this rap shit
Told my niggas that it's on the love with me, just tap in
(Told my niggas that it's on the love with me, just tap in)

[Chorus]
We in the field slidin' down, tryna blitz somethin'
Said fuck a plug, kick door, watch me flip somethin'
And how y'all killers when most of your niggas victims?
Hit somethin', empty the clips and you still ain't pin nothin'
'Cause I ain't that hard to find (Not at all)
Pop out, don't try to hide (Where you at?)
Gunshot kill your appetite
Don't stop at that light when you know it's on sight

[Verse 3]
Bustin' when I'm squeezin', aim this bitch with precision
Pay attention to your big homie, when he talk, better listen
Lil' nigga, swear to God you ain't ready for how we livin'
Gettin' tired of this life so I'm tryna show brother different
Drop a bag on your neck and watch how quick niggas collect
Headshots, but we still got some shit to clear through that vest
You niggas fish out of water, grab that rod and reel 'em in
They always offered me deals, but it was took to the chin
Never gave a fuck what you bitch niggas thought
May record or either brother get you bitch niggas chalked
If one go, we all go, if one foght, we all foght
And I know you ain't livin' like that 'cause you bitch niggas soft
Chedda B, that's my brother, he was there when I ain't have it
If he call, then I'm slidin' with sticks, drums automatic
I'm addicted to the syrup, I got an expensive habit
And you suckers be the reason why these situations tragic, period

[Chorus]
We in the field slidin' down, tryna blitz somethin'
Said fuck a plug, kick door, watch me flip somethin'
And how y'all killers when most of your niggas victims?
Hit somethin', empty the clips and you still ain't pin nothin'
'Cause I ain't that hard to find (Not at all)
Pop out, don't try to hide (Where you at?)
Gunshot kill your appetite
Don't stop at that light when you know it's on sight