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Smack Him Lyrics by Qeeb

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Let's go Lets Go Yung Q from the 234


Hook:
That nigga be talkin shit bout me when I see him run up and smack him
I'on Really Fuck With these niggas cuh they be fake Af all actin
I be outchea plotting scheming cos of that Popo Tryna Cuff me
Please miss me with that nonsense I don't wanna talk if it's not about money
Everyday we on the road Ten toes
Me and my niggas so cold wrist on froze
Till I die I'mma ride for my broos that you should know
And I'm sure you don't want this smoke cuh nigga yeah you gon choke

Verse 1:
Geng Geng Geng Geng
Pull up like Bang Deng Deng Deng
Yung Q the man Yunno my shit in Demand
I got a plan Fuck what you sayin I'm next
Bitch I'm the best Yeah I said it with my Chest
Came from the trenches Mud Boy like Sheck
Nike on my feet Yeah I get that Check
Tryna test I lay you to rest
I got a bad b Yunno she peng
And I'm a problem Just like I'm Sess
Oh Yes No stress Pull up with the gang and we finna make a mess
To the hate and the fakes I pay no mind
Stay patient waiting for the right time
Ain't nobody fuckin with my slime
If you Try that I'm committing a crime
Stay grinding put in work overtime
Don't cross me man I'm in my prime
Fuck niggas try blocking my shine
But even when they align
There ain't got shit on me Combined
On road man I been on my grind
No Counterfeit all my shit are superfine
And I ride with the nine
Cross me Best believe you're going down
Stay ten toes down This battle I ain't losing no rounds

Hook:
That nigga be talkin shit bout me when I see him run up and smack him
I'on Really Fuck With these niggas cuh they be fake As fuck all actin
I be outchea plotting scheming cos of that Popo Tryna Cuff me
Please miss me with that nonsense I don't wanna talk if it's not about money
Everyday we on the road Ten toes
Me and my niggas so cold wrist on froze
Till I die I'mma ride for my broos that you should know
And I'm sure you don't want this smoke cuh nigga yeah you gon choke

Verse 2: Droxx
Double tap like digga d Grab that dots and shot my niggas is bandits
Come thru like boom boom Digidi Bare niggas just wanna steal my tactics
Better Stop that ting are you kidding me my niggas never been out of practice
When I hop on a stage and the crowd don't hype me look at my nigga like fuck this
When I'm rocking my chains and I walk on the streets bare niggas just try to attack me
Just fill up the mash with candy Crash that corn if a man try test me
And the police asking me questions I'm like I'on nuttin bout that
Officer we ain't got no drugs in the car Put my foot on the gas and I swear we just dash
And the way that we chatting chatting Police man don't know what we saying
Cos me and my niggas we speaking slangs
We ain't trying to write no statements
We ain't trying to write no statements
All day I've got niggas on pavements
I'm a high life nigga like cavemen
Get man down if that nigga's a pagan
Yo one by one they came 'round here tryna pull up on us with guns
Can somebody tell these pussio niggas to please stop talking that crud
I'm just swinging my Anglo arms Run a man down tryna turn man pack
I'm just swinging my Anglo arms Run a man down tryna turn man pack
That nigga be talkin shit bout me when I see him run up and smack him
I'on Really Fuck with these niggas they be fake Af all actin
I be outchea plotting scheming cos of the Popo Tryna Cuff me
Please miss me with that nonsense I don't give a fuck if it's ain't about money
Everyday we road Ten toes
Me and my niggas so cold / wrist so froze
Till I die I'mma ride for my broos / that you should know
And I'm sure you don't want no smoke cuh nigga yeah you gon choke

Hook:
That nigga be talkin shit bout me when I see him run up and smack him
I'on Really fuck with these niggas cuh they be fake Af all actin
I be outchea plotting scheming cos of that Popo Tryna Cuff me
Please miss me with that nonsense I don't wanna talk if it's not about money
Everyday we on the road Ten toes
Me and my niggas so cold wrist on froze
Till I die I'mma ride for my broos that you should know
And I'm sure you don't want this smoke cuh nigga yeah you gon choke
Credits

About “Smack Him” by Qeeb

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