Smushed lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Chorus: Izaya Tiji]
We might solve that boy 'cause he got Blue's Clues
Way I count the check, yeah, got my thumb blue
Hate the way I'm droppin' these racks on these dumbass lil' shoes
Yeah, steppin' on these n*ggas neck, yeah, had a dumb n*gga get smushed

[Verse 1: Izaya Tiji & YSK]
Might just beat that ho back in until that b*tch get loose
He was talkin' on the internet, but that boy do not sell no packs
Say he pulled up, yeah, his lil’ sh*t wraps
Yeah, Pull up but that boy some cap
(Cough, cough) I let the doors up (Cough, cough, cough, cough), what you throwin' up?
I had put my palms up
So boy put the poles up
Wе OTL, we put the lights off
Baby choppas, we might put thе copter
With these sticks might pull up to yo' trap, yeah
Reppin' so hard, made my city fly, uh
Reppin' so hard, made my city fly up
No, this ain't no BB-shot
Them .22s just for prep-and-prime
Like barber, jus' might run yo' fade
Bro mad 'cause his b*tch gave me brain
Go kill me, you won't get no name
They switched because I stayed the same
Got switch, we switchin' through these lanes
Yea, bust yo' b*tch, Kevin Gates
I knew that sl*t was so two-faced
I seen that sh*t, yeah, in her face
I seen that sh*t, yeah, in her eyes (Yeah)
[Verse 2: YSK]
Can't trust that b*tch, she f*ckin' lyin'
They think I'm suicidal but these pills just ease my mind (Yeah)
I'm tryna get high
Poppin' all these Roxies, demons in disguise
I knew our time was up so I just came back to say "Bye"
Tried to stab in me in my back, this Glock fo', oh gon' change his mind
f*ck it, crack the seal, sip the bottle
I just f*cked this bad ho, model (Lil' ho)
Why he sending threats on Instagram, that sh*t I do not follow (Oh no)

[Verse 3: Izaya Tiji]
I'm smokin' thraxs right to the face
Might have to throw my zips away
Yea them boys hot, on the interstate
Them boys are on a little chase
They makin' fun of me, they trollin' just 'cause I be hearin' things
If you'd seen the sh*t that I had seen then you would probably kill yourself
If you went through the things that I went through you'd take drugs too to hear yourself
(You thought I said "heal yourself" but I said "hear yo’ self”)
(Them drugs, they make you see yourself)
(No, you can't be yourself)

[Bridge: Izaya Tiji]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Chorus: Izaya Tiji]
We might solve that boy 'cause he got Blue's Clues
Way I count the check, yeah, got my thumb blue
Hate the way I'm droppin' these racks on these dumbass lil' shoes
Yeah, steppin' on these n*ggas neck, yeah, had a dumb n*gga get smushed

[Bridge: YSK]
Yeah, young n*gga getting smushed
Stand on neck, and he getting smushed
Neck just like, like

[Verse 4: YSK]
I just hit the lotto (Ooh, ooh)
Come through spendin' racks like I just hit the lotto (Yeah, yeah)
Trust none, fear none, yeah, that's my motto
Sayin' some sh*t that would make a grown man hit the bottle (Yeah)
I'm in the back, this Glock, yeah, turn this b*tch full-auto
Put them lil' racks down, that ain't no money
These lil' n*ggas funny (Hah, hah)
I just keep gettin' higher and higher and higher
Talkin' to myself, I hear someone talking back
All that talking, got that lil' boy whacked (Oh, oh)
Ratatouille, talkin' rat
They talkin' to themselves but they can't hear me talkin' back

[Outro: YSK]
They talkin' to themselves but they can't hear me talkin' back
They talkin' to themselves but they can't hear me talkin' back