Smash by Kevin Konde Lyrics
I might smash your mama pull up with your gramma
Gotta choppa when I walk bringing up some Drama
Green, perk and lean got me fucking up some comas
See myself in few years spotted in Bahamas
New uzi new famas
Do that shit for money never wanna be famous
Fuck fame!
Blue cheese throwing at the blue flame
Im the coach got no time to play
If time is money all your niggas too late
Run after the check like i run speed race
Then imma fucking your baby and spit my juice all on her face (sauce it up)
Ask your bitch how it taste ?
African from the westside
See cash bills fall from the sky
Problems jump out the ground
Imma champion no wings but I still fly
Rich niggas I don’t lie
Only pussy niggas I tell you don't like
Im knock you out before the end of the round
Automatic mk14 make you die
Healthy vibe im on an og kush diet (damn)
Racks on racks all my niggas got that cash
Blow up cook up smoke up my brothers got that gas
She gave me back and started play the pussy on me
Told her turn around just give me mouth without the teeth
You feel me?
She on her knees she please me
Cyprin on her body dripping
Bout to starting swimming
Bling blaow looking the jewlery see how we billing`
Hit the gas with me then feel me tripping
Ice breaking with that baby play the pussy
Clothes on me hoes on me
Got money
They clown on me when im whipping the stove homie
Curvy darkskins
Man im flashy lightning
That's a crime scene baby kills me when she sucks that ice cream
Yeah she sloppy (bitch)
She on the toppy twerk on cocky that bitch horny
Sticks pop birds fly rain drop
No droptop don't wanna wet my damn socks
Wake at 6 AM ready to sell the rock
Got no friends only brothers from the block
Ready to fight 6 to 9 I load the Glock
Fuck the cops
Start to shine swear to got I won't stop
Gotta choppa when I walk bringing up some Drama
Green, perk and lean got me fucking up some comas
See myself in few years spotted in Bahamas
New uzi new famas
Do that shit for money never wanna be famous
Fuck fame!
Blue cheese throwing at the blue flame
Im the coach got no time to play
If time is money all your niggas too late
Run after the check like i run speed race
Then imma fucking your baby and spit my juice all on her face (sauce it up)
Ask your bitch how it taste ?
African from the westside
See cash bills fall from the sky
Problems jump out the ground
Imma champion no wings but I still fly
Rich niggas I don’t lie
Only pussy niggas I tell you don't like
Im knock you out before the end of the round
Automatic mk14 make you die
Healthy vibe im on an og kush diet (damn)
Racks on racks all my niggas got that cash
Blow up cook up smoke up my brothers got that gas
She gave me back and started play the pussy on me
Told her turn around just give me mouth without the teeth
You feel me?
She on her knees she please me
Cyprin on her body dripping
Bout to starting swimming
Bling blaow looking the jewlery see how we billing`
Hit the gas with me then feel me tripping
Ice breaking with that baby play the pussy
Clothes on me hoes on me
Got money
They clown on me when im whipping the stove homie
Curvy darkskins
Man im flashy lightning
That's a crime scene baby kills me when she sucks that ice cream
Yeah she sloppy (bitch)
She on the toppy twerk on cocky that bitch horny
Sticks pop birds fly rain drop
No droptop don't wanna wet my damn socks
Wake at 6 AM ready to sell the rock
Got no friends only brothers from the block
Ready to fight 6 to 9 I load the Glock
Fuck the cops
Start to shine swear to got I won't stop