Smack - Lil B

Niggas get smacked with the Glock

And I won’t fucking stop

I said

Niggas getting smacked with that Glock!

And I won’t fucking stop

I said

Niggas getting smacked with that Glock

And I won’t fucking stop

I said

Niggas getting smacked with that Glock

And I won’t fucking stop

All I know is hard struggle, off the muscle, talking Shit

Working jobs, no family, Niggas thought I burnt the bitch

I damn near killed a nigga, Around the year 2010

Niggas be playing cause I’m skinny and I’m a short nigga

I’ll murder you in court nigga, I love being a dark nigga

Goth nigga I be hitting licks, solo, by myself

No guns, no masks, all pain, red eyes

Dead stares with the snake eyes, stop fucking with them fake guys

Yeah nigga, no smile, you niggas ain’t fucking thugs nigga

Taking pictures like a fucking faggot, death to all you closet rappers

Hit you with that K faster, you be hating on Lil B?

You probably are a fucking faggot, death to all you closet rappers

Niggas out here helping me?

Real nigga, I gotta deal with it

Facin' 30 I did that, keep it real I ain’t no jail nigga

I’m two star whippin' cocaine

All white like mescaline is

Pussy niggas get the business, none of my cars is fucking rented

Young nigga flexing Reggie Miller, young nigga flexing Ty Lawson

Niggas die and nobody care, I’m a flex cause I’m so gorgeous

Knowing Lil B ain’t easy, but I keep my head up

Death to all you fuckboys, I’m a keep stacking my bread up

05 fuck 'em, mixtape, I ain’t tryna go hard on niggas but, its Lil B man I do

me, I love the world though, I said I love you but fuck these suckas