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guitar - smokingskul lyrics

[verse 1: smokingskul]
i got bars, unlimited text
you is a virgin, n*gga, no s*x
b*tch, i’m swedish, not a mex’
these n*ggas sayin’ that i’m next
i hold the ar like a guitar
i’m in a corvette, you in a old car
how you a street n*gga? yo’ name omar
b*tch, i’m santa, i know where the poles are
these n*ggas not around like go*karts
that n*gga runnin’ but he not far
i pop five perc’s, i’m a r*t*rd
i got a telescope tryna catch me a star
mac ain’t dead but i’m tryna catch me a charge
feel like larry, i’m still livin’ large
k!ll a n*gga then i go to mars
d*mn, glock switch, call that sh*t shammah
i’m wit’ gielaa, i’m wit’ perc
these n*gga don’t slide like durk
i get franklins likе kirk
my money tall, n*gga, hit a growth spurt

[verse 2: thr33]
my b*tch ass fat like a ball
wherе was y’all n*ggas at when i called?
laugh to the bank, n*gga, like a goofy
off that n*gga then i say, “oopsy!!!”
i need a disney hoe, cinderella
i’m havin’ bread…
h*lla!
shoutout perc and marrgielaa
i know my time comin’, gotta wait
me and smoke got it by ourself
never had no…
help!
under the sea, n*gga, smokin’ kelp
‘member i use to run from the belt
she got a big head like she stewie
glock with a switch, this sh*t like a uzi
bang on my chest, n*gga, i’m a ape
i’m real, n*gga, never been fake
bakery man, how i beat the cake
arp make him harlem shake
no one was wit’ me when i’m down
when i go up, please don’t come around
i’m finna be great
creep in the night time when it’s late
put the gun down and go get the beats
this my plate, n*ggas finna eat
these n*ggas p*ssy like where yo’ pad?
raise myself, i ain’t need a dad
kick a goal, n*gga, for the win
i’m ’boutta nut up on her chin
my name thr33, if you ain’t know
i’m on the winning team, up the score
i’on want that dumb b*tch, she too basic
i see opp, n*gga, get to chasin’, gang
[verse 3: luracks]
i catch opps and i get to chasin’ (luracks)
for my mama, k!llin’ just like jason (where you get all them racks, bruh?)
off the ‘za, i start lookin’ asian
i’m in the field more way than the ravens
long live queen, treat her like she nameless
put ’em on the news, i make n*ggas famous
kickin’ sh*t, i feel like i’m sheamus
smoke hit blacks, i’m callin’ him a racist
in the h*llcat, he think we racin’
in yo’ trap, i’ma leave it vacant
walter white, put the guap in the bas*m*nt
me, smoke and thr33 will send you straight to satan
i can do voodoo like a haitian
kanye west, n*gga, i’m amazin’
a team sh*t, i ain’t never changin’
rifle rounds leave a n*gga shakin’
i want smoke, i’ma leave a statement
i’m tryna go k!ll and they say i’m impatient
i send blitz just like sean payton
i touch the mac, n*gga, i’m like adin
thr33 gon’ shoot n*ggas, he ain’t playin’
b*tch, you dumb if you think i’m stayin’
yk osiris, n*gga, i ain’t payin’
caught that opp then i started sprayin’
[outro: luracks]
n*gga, on bro, on bro, on bro

- smokingskul lyrics

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