Smithers

Need P
No time for the
I found it all G-A-Ts
R-O-double L-Y
I don’t wanna see a man die
I don’t wanna see a man cry
Let’s hope to God there sky
But I doubt it though
Hype its dough
Everybody
Watch it brace
Still good for more than some race
Sip juice go rave in a
Back to the blocks with the crumbs and the grains
Boy better know I’m not a bullsh*tter
Too many sideman not enough winners
YGs hungry not enough
They’re no killers
But I’ve never been a sideman like Smithers x2
Tell them come