Real Smoke

Money come before everything, it’s a prefix
These lil' niggas know with that beef shit, I eat shit
Pull up on your block and I sweep, on some beast shit
And I heard your baby daddy bought you some lil' cheap shit
Cheap-ass diamonds on your wrist, they ain’t dancin'
My young niggas crashin', they pull up on the Banshee
Hundred-round drum on my choppa, it look fancy
These lil' niggas pussy 'cause they know they cannot handle me
AR-15 on your head, it look like dandruff be (I got AR)
These niggas, they be talkin' 'cause they know they cannot damage me
I just painted all up on her face, that’s a masterpiece
And you know I’m 'bout it, 'bout it, bitch, you can call me Master P (Gang-gang)
Ridin' with the chop, I’m tryna see just what it hittin' for
We ain’t with that internet shit, we want real smoke (Real smoke)
Hop out with that mothafuckin' cutta and it’s killin' folks (We got cuttas)
He said that he with that gangsta shit, I don’t believe that (We got cuttas)
And you know we bleedin' in this bitch like we on Bleveland (Gang-gang)
Shawty say a nigga neck wet, she got seasick
Tell that lil' ho shut up, hit your knees and eat my beef stick (Eat this dick)
Got a bad bitch who from Miami and she some heat, bitch (Eat the dick)
Send them young niggas at your top and they creepin' (Gang-gang, gang-gang)
(Ayo ShekThisYours)