SMDH (Freestyle) lyrics

Lud Foe came in this b*tch for the b*tches
Big four nick on my hip wit extension
Passing out pills to these hoes like a doctor
Put you in the scope, I got goggles on the chopper
You n*ggas imposta, pasta, pasta
Old school Chevy paint red like a lobster
Flauger, Flauger, n*gga yous a flauger
How the f*ck you ballin you ain even on the roster
Them bullets so hot I turns yo brains into pasta
b*tch I’m riding Bentley while yo friends drive a Mazda
Selling all this white boy, Andy Milonalikis
And it’s for the low n*gga point me to the shoppers
Yo b*tch is a freak, ima headbutt knocker
Tried to run from me, heen know I had the choppa
He caught 9 to the back, now he Tony Parker
I just let the roof back so they could hate harder
Push a n*gga sh*t back like a drunk barber
Before you tried to run up on me you shoulda thought smarter
Fo fo bulldog, fit right in my pocket
Electrocute the n*gga like some water on the socket
Where I’m from we see poles reach we out lock it
Where I’m from n*ggas keep that heat held hostage
Pistol whip a b*tch I caught her goin in my pockets
Gucci on my feet, and I got the matchin stockins
I’m flossin, flossin, f*ck what its costin
I just f*cked this b*tch so long she exhaustin
VVSs on my neck drippin like a faucet
Police chasin me I kept the strap I never tossed it
Young n*gga sh*t, uon wanna try me
We be at yo door finna kick that b*tch in
West side sh*t, 50 round blick
Getcha ass smoked pus*yboy we ain playin
(x2)

b*tch I’m high off the adderall, I feel like a zombie
Big booty strippers shake that ass for my money
She say it’s a Throw, throw, throw
Nd she ain have to tell me twice cause I threw some mo
SRT Jeep truck fast like my hoes
Remember I was a young wild n*gga wit no goals
Now they pay a n*gga arm and leg for a show
Gnaw on the blow for the dope fiends nose
Come and shop wit me, if ya traphouse slow
Think bout Robbin me leave ya head on swole
n*gga we can link get yo eyes beat closed
f*ck her on the sink, water all on the flo
Ima skating rink, Cuban link filled wit snow
I spent 10 on the mink, I wear high class clothes
My di*k is a freak, it f*ck high class hoes
We can really link, ion do subliminals

Young n*gga sh*t, uon wanna try me
We be at yo door finna kick that b*tch in
West side sh*t, 50 round blick
Getcha ass smoked pus*yboy we ain playin
(x2)