paroles de chanson Shmacked - Trilfiger

Got a gun in my right hand
Bottle on my left
You could come get right man
Or you could get left
Thought you was my right man
But done went and left
You for the birds
Calling it payback you get hurt

Hop out of that AMG
Why you still not paying me
Why you keep enraging me
You got me pissed off
Switch sides why you crisscross
Boutta get smacked like Chris Rock
Pockets on heavy like Rick Ross
Pull up on him told him get lost
I'm walking down with a big glock

You gone drive me crazy
Hopping out wavy
Pulling up Mercedes
Oh that's why you hate me
Fucking that bitch have a baby
She want me to stay I said maybe
I can't be locked down you can't cage me

I can't be locked down
I really got out
I'm boutta mob out
With my slimes say slatt
Keep a nine say blatt
Got to watch yo back
If you don't get whacked
I'm boutta walk down you get shmacked

You get shmacked you get robbed
Moving pack get it off
Who is that who they are
Who are you
I'm boutta hop out the coupe
I'm boutta walk down and I shoot
Shoot shoot

Shoot shoot you
Pop out with that stick
Push up let it hit
You get murked
Putting him on a shirt
6 Feet in the dirt
Stick beam know it hurt

Yo shit jam my shit work
Counting bands in my urus
I'm off a xan I'm off the earth
Cup in my hand throw in a perk
You a lil ant I'm a big worm

I been wilding
Lamborghini what I'm in
Fucking that bitch on a island
Whip out the stick and he hiding
I'm in the big body riding
Know it's no cap no lying
I hop in the cat the lion
I Swap out the cat for the cyan
Rollin him up and I light it
Keep me a stick ain't no fighting
Don't got my money well find it