lirik lagu nle smoov - stolo [no hook pt. 2]
i already caught em what i need a hook for, my n-ggas got em so what yo -ss shook for
came from the bottom you raised us so good bruh, b-tch i’m with don dada you young n-ggas little boy
shoot like steph curry what i gotta cook for, b-tch is smoov nation you better come book us
smoking on gas like my -ss got the hook up, i came up from nothing but now i can look up
b-tch i’m in that stolo
hop out see gat riding solo, you wanna rob me that’s a no no
sticked up like lil jojo, my n-gga they crippin’ they loco that d-ck on the glizzy no h0m-
get jumped like a pogo, i told em pull up he a no show, get put on a shirt like it’s polo
i got em like oh no, young n-gga scary like momo i do the high speed on the popo
i got a lil mexican b-tch i call her my amigo, yo b-tch jumping like a free throw
i’m somewhere kicked up smoking pressure, i’m feeling like deebo i just want the cheese like dorito
you in the back, she come in the front give me deep throat, i’m stacking my chips like tost-tos
and after i’m done, know that i dip like torpedo, i burn her head up like it’s chemo
i’m dressed in all black, this to the young n-gga emo we shooting dice like a kasino
i just want the green, addicted i’m coming like ceelo, push play on a n-gga like re runs
i dubbed a whole 50, don’t give a f-ck bout no reload i’m trappin’ them ounces & kilos
i know i’m a dog, i’m vicious i’m coming like chico, bih don’t leave yo son just like nemo
run off on a n-gga he on the news, say he wanna see what these guns can do
so i simply asked what he wanna do, these not red bottoms blood on my shoes
she said that i’m flexin that’s nothing new, know i send them hitters to come for you
these b-tches they dreaming they loving smoov, only b-tch that i love is my f-cking tool
ridin’ in a steamer, this not a beamer, hang out the window turnt up to my speakers these n-ggas cold hearted so i keep a heater that glock on my waist talk to me like a beeper
smokin’ gas wit my feet up, b-tch i’m the beater. now that i’m thinking b-tch you can get beat up
and if you want smoke with me we can just meet up, high speed from the opps tell em go get they speed up
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b-tch i got that lean in my fanta, red beam on this hammer, white b-tch she like hannah montana
this clip on my glock it hang out like a f-cking banana my n-ggas all purple bandanas
i don’t got no manners & i’m rocking dolce cabana i came through the roof like i’m santa
bad bih from atlanta, b-tch black & white like a panda i been shooting sh-t like a camera
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