n*ggas don't want no smoke...
[Hook] 2x
Real G's, we do real things, what you know about it?
On that bullsh*t, got them sticks, what you know about it?
Savin' these hoes, never that, they for everybody
Get that cheese doe, n*ggas don't want no smoke, my killas got bodies
[Verse 1]
I rip this sh*t, swag of a pimp so watch yo f*ckin' self hoe
If I pull yo b*tch I'ma work her for every dollar, play that hoe like a cello
One love to College P, the south side in this hoe like hello
Will I ever be sucker by suckers to do sucker sh*t in the game again? Hell no
I'm a P-I-M-P, my N-I-N-E keep haters up off me for really doe
n*ggas testin' my gangsta get left in the IC, you barely alive, you don't hear me doe
One-eight-seven is my tendency on the enemy therefore the killin' is serial
I'm a force to be reckoned with all by myself but my army is also imperial
You a washed up lil b*tch and ya mentally in a bad place, my Area 51 killas'll spray
I got a few shooters in Memphis and also in California livin' right up your way
I thought you knew that I'm from College P, playas acknowledgin' me as the G.O.A.T
Who your favorite rapper? I'ma spit him out for lunch if the f*ck n*gga f*ckin' with me
On my mind I'm seein' dollar signs, a verbal Columbine if you in school with a beast
Undermine the enemy and execute 'em all, how they try to do you and me
I don't fear Illuminati, I'm illuminated in God, I am true elite
n*ggas who don't fear me in the present, listen to me in the future b*tch you will see
[Hook] 2x
Real G's, we do real things, what you know about it?
On that bullsh*t, got them sticks, what you know about it?
Savin' these hoes, never that, they for everybody
Get that cheese doe, n*ggas don't want no smoke, my killas got bodies
[Verse 2]
Ghetto hero, tell the truth, why you cowards lyin'?
Can't be seen for reasons of who I'm empowered by
I am God's guy, praise him high for his perfect plan
Help me charge my spirit now it's back to work again
Workin' hand, bible in my dash, ridin' eightyfive
Rifle in my stash, f*ck protection from you crazy guys
I am crazy too, don't want to but I will spray you too
Light that ass up in the back like "b*tch look what you made me do"
RSM is who I be, the mob is me, my word is bless
When you f*ck with us lil b*tch you f*ckin' with the f*ckin' best
Smith & Wess, Tecs on deck, vest on chest - let's go to war
I'm from --- go rip yo throat out, you can't use yo vocal chords
f*ck yo squad n*gga, f*ck yo side n*gga, f*ck yo broad
In the mouth, this pimp sh*t ain't no lie n*gga, this da mob
It's my job to go hard on hoes, hard on CEO's
Hard on anyone who test me lyrically I'm like C4
[Hook] 2x
Real G's, we do real things, what you know about it?
On that bullsh*t, got them sticks, what you know about it?
Savin' these hoes, never that, they for everybody
Get that cheese doe, n*ggas don't want no smoke, my killas got bodies
n*ggas don't want no smoke...