GET LOST lyrics

n*ggas want smoke but ain't smoking up
If that lil n*gga want blow foe nem smoke him up
Added his b*tch on the Facebook
First poked her page then I ended up poking her
I just be slipping in sauce, I do the dash he get lost
I drop the top on my roof, she lose her top and her bra
You don’t want no drama then take the f*ck off
When I whip out that llama and shake the dust off
Pull out the clip like I’m shaving some off
If he all in that sh*t I ain’t saving at all
That n*gga gone run off, he fall when I’m dumping that
This ain’t no run off the fall’s where we dump him at
If I get the draws then I’m coming back
c*m on her back and then leave without looking back
I see you looking at me with yo lookin ass
Mad cuz they prolly play me and they book yo ass
They see with green beam and hold 16s
I put that sh*t to yo scalp and then push it back
None of my shooters known first name basis
I barely know they names won’t ever say it
I barely post pictures, I do not know n*ggas
Stop throwing foe saying Crow you ain’t grow with us

They say “{?} I don’t f*ck with no n*ggas
Please trust me I don’t smoke on no Swishers”
We dump out with {?} so get low n*gga
Otherwise somebody end up 6 low n*gga (2x)
You think ion know but I know n*gga (6x)
They think ion know but I know n*gga (2x)