Smoking Aces

Lyrics

[Verse: Sada Baby & Ashley Sorrell] My mama stayed truckin, my daddy sold drugs How the fuck you thought I wasn't end up becoming a thug? It is what it was [?] don't give a fuck [?] hit you up, that's why them niggas be with us Grannie told a nigga go to church, still ain't never went Auntie always giving a nigga work, and I be selling it Unkie get his pills on the first, let him tell the shit He probably already got 'em off for the 17th Fuck it, I been letting shit slide since I was 17 Not no more, [?] squad is not no hoes Watch your hoes, cock a gun, rock your soul Diamonds froze, don't know how, ain't got no coat Get me wrong, if he swing, [?] this pistol give him [?] 51's just smoking crack You think I ain't got [?] Scooba don't know how to act Hit his mama from the back Green tip, heart attack Sniper shot, parking lot Cheese dip, party pack Piper like I'm Roddy Roud, perkies here, about [?] [?] Scooba Steve [?] Fuck a bitch and [?] I get bundles of that byu, baby powder from [?] Fuck a opp Cousin was [?] since mama [?] My other cousin jealous his older brother is crazier [?] niggas think that they can play with me Never been no bitch or no ho, and Imma keep saying it Stick on my body, it's attached like an extra limb Bullits hit that nigga, he gon wish he had an extra him Niggas in they feelings bout some shit they ain't help create Suckers [?] tryna fuck me over, I can't help but relate Nigga tried to play me like I'm young, like lil Scooba ain't with it Put a nigga in the oven, do that boy like baked chicken Chopper dress his kids up, turn his house to Thanksgiving He ain't jumping like he used to, now he shooting Blake Griffin I ain't [?] with the same bitch, don't use the same [?] Nowhere in this lifetime, the people build a case against me Dangerously in control, narcotics and take them bitches ancsously Taking care of my issues, who wanna spray them bitches? I ain't into he say she say, lean [?] got me mixing like a DJ Beans and oxies got me wanting to see the replay 20 bands, two yello bitches and some cheese cake Russian creams and [?] Bentley trucks, speed up Rushing to the meetup I be surprised if any of you niggas wanna speak up Niggas chasing dreams, since they locked my nigga Meek up If you chasing me, you either gon die or get beat up Got a 50 round in the 50 round, fuck [?] I don't need nothing Icy nigga like a sinna bun, he want smoke, we gon sell him some We gon get the biggest guns [?] Whip 'em out, get it done I forgot to tell you niggas to hell with niggas On my mama, I can't stand the smell of niggas Snitching niggas, telling niggas Ain't you niggas broke as fuck? Yeah you need some hoes to fuck I ain't even gon hold you up All my chains [?] as fuck So if I get some blood on them, I won't even notice nothing Keep target focus on him, squad got them pockers on them All black, big straps Looking like them folks was on them Every nigga that he hang with end up folding on him What that tell you? Niggas hoes I was already knowing Imma tell you [?] cause I was already on it I don't trust a soul, keep my eyes and pole on my opponent Put him in a song, once he gone, let him know it's over Ammo on my shoulder, give me closer Pistol still smoking