CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Smiley Freestyle
You ever notice how the b*t*hes that hate
Are the sc*mmy bum b*t*hes with no food on they plate
Them hoes is fishier than a bass wearing a ski mask
I ain’t judgin’ it’s the facts that I can’t see past
Always got em’ coming back like a tweaker that relapsed
Straight out of the rehab
I’m so f**king salty that I’m making the sea mad
I finessed your honey just to make all of the bees mad
I’m finessing money got more green than a weed lab
Feel like Snoop in the coupe when I f**king lean back
Ain’t got gin in my juice but I got a beef slab
For all you little rats that’s still mad
Y’all was throwing shots but I couldn’t feel that
Pass me thе beat so that I could kill that
You say you a baller wherе the f**k is yo mils’ at?
I think you’ve been starving where the f**k is yo meals at?
Ain’t got no car like where is yo wheels at?
Damn, I’m in my prime got feeling like a Transformer
Keep a pistol in my pocket call that sh*t a hand warmer
Yeah I seen yo broke ass standing on the damn corner
Tryna get a dollar so you hollar yet you stand cornered
Stand cornered still
I’ma fight for this mil
Working on my craft
But never killing for the bills
b*t*hes acting stupid cuz they poppin’ all the pills
b*t*hes doing coke need to motherf**king chill
Like the ice on my neck
Gotta brand new patek
Nah, I promise I’m just playing b*t*h I’m saving my check
Gotta use my brain
Gotta life to protect
I know it sounds real lame but I’m saving my neck
In the future
They used to say, “Payday is a loser”
Cause I am and I suck and I hate this f**king song
It’s not even that good why’s it taking so long?
I’m not even cool I been faking all along
Haha, I hate this sh*t, okay
Are the sc*mmy bum b*t*hes with no food on they plate
Them hoes is fishier than a bass wearing a ski mask
I ain’t judgin’ it’s the facts that I can’t see past
Always got em’ coming back like a tweaker that relapsed
Straight out of the rehab
I’m so f**king salty that I’m making the sea mad
I finessed your honey just to make all of the bees mad
I’m finessing money got more green than a weed lab
Feel like Snoop in the coupe when I f**king lean back
Ain’t got gin in my juice but I got a beef slab
For all you little rats that’s still mad
Y’all was throwing shots but I couldn’t feel that
Pass me thе beat so that I could kill that
You say you a baller wherе the f**k is yo mils’ at?
I think you’ve been starving where the f**k is yo meals at?
Ain’t got no car like where is yo wheels at?
Damn, I’m in my prime got feeling like a Transformer
Keep a pistol in my pocket call that sh*t a hand warmer
Yeah I seen yo broke ass standing on the damn corner
Tryna get a dollar so you hollar yet you stand cornered
Stand cornered still
I’ma fight for this mil
Working on my craft
But never killing for the bills
b*t*hes acting stupid cuz they poppin’ all the pills
b*t*hes doing coke need to motherf**king chill
Like the ice on my neck
Gotta brand new patek
Nah, I promise I’m just playing b*t*h I’m saving my check
Gotta use my brain
Gotta life to protect
I know it sounds real lame but I’m saving my neck
In the future
They used to say, “Payday is a loser”
Cause I am and I suck and I hate this f**king song
It’s not even that good why’s it taking so long?
I’m not even cool I been faking all along
Haha, I hate this sh*t, okay
