Smooktobër

Phew, phew (woo), yeah (yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on, lil' bitch, it's burnin' (ooh, 
ooh)
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a birkin (woo, phew)
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it 
(uh-uh)
I fucked the whole game up, bitch, I'm Sunday service 
(phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose 
(skrrt, ooh-ooh)
I been takin' the perc' for anxiety, but I don't get 
nervous (woo, ha, ha), yeah
They be high talkin' crazy, look, they don't really got 
courage (phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eating on 
porridge (woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that wock' and a line of flourish 
(ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money, could tell they
 malnourished (woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples 
embarrassed (woo, yeah)
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on virgil outside in 
Paris (ooh, ooh)
I'm knowing this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my 
parents (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the
 carats (no way)
They watching everything I do, repeat it like parrots 
(phew, brr)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me, so I could
 care less (ooh)

Half a perc' mixed with a bean, bitch, I could feel this
I told the dealership I'm a star, put it in the ceilings
I just went up (ah, ah), up

I just went up, up (ah), and it's stuck (ah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Yeah, I been high as the birds, birds, birds, birds, birds
I got a twin on the way and he lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk
 (brr, brr)
I just pulled up on the side and I swerve, swerve, swerve, 
swerve, swerve (skrrt)
I really went to the crank and it hurt, it burnt, I learnt,
 I did it again, bitch, it's my turn
We see you sitting 'round the place, we lurking, yeah, we 
hit you up, and left your ass nourished
I just be taking that x with the perc' and they know that 
for sure that I'm leaving the earth
I just keep doing what I'm doing, no, I don't listen to 
shit, lil' bitch, I don't learn

Phew, phew (woo), yeah (yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on, lil' bitch, it's burnin' (ooh, 
ooh)
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a birkin (woo, phew)
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it 
(uh-uh)
I fucked the whole game up, bitch, I'm Sunday service 
(phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose 
(skrrt, ooh-ooh)
I been takin' the perc' for anxiety, but I don't get 
nervous (woo, ha, ha), yeah
They be high talkin' crazy, look, they don't really got 
courage (phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eating on 
porridge (woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that wock' and a line of flourish 
(ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money, could tell they
 malnourished (woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples 
embarrassed (woo, yeah)
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on virgil outside in 
Paris (ooh, ooh)
I'm knowing this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my 

parents (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the
 carats (no way)
They watching everything I do, repeat it like parrots 
(phew, brr)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me, so I could
 care less (ooh)