Blu Billy

Smino love you Shit, lil' Monte on the beat, you got it on repeat Word out on the streets, Zero got the heat Shit, uh I know hitters, I know dealers, I know girls that set up niggas I know preachers, I know healers And I really don't feel no difference We all hustlers, Blu Billy, we conditioned by condition Capitalistic, read through the lipstick Shit that they make up make us forget shit I beat your face up if ain't no paystub by Friday (I want my motherfuckin' check nigga you better quit playin' with me I swear to God I'll come blow this bitch up) Don't wanna lay up, still I'm a leg up in LA I see you came with empty styrofoam, it's cool, I pour in your cup Shawty insane, that's how I know she got that juicy fruit want her guts Chewing and smacking, I'm actually enjoying that action That coochie be packin' a punch (Ooh) We F'in to Lloyd the Mayweather Got the box and now she want a ring Selfish, I don't wanna share a baby, let her all by myself, yada mean? Blacker the berry, Burberry sheets This the best version I seen of me Candy paint coupe but don't thing it's sweet Y'all better worry 'bout my unreleased Baby, don't wait 'til I'm outta reach (hello?) I know hitters, I know dealers, I know girls that set up niggas I know preachers, I know healers And I really don't feel no difference We all hustlers, Blu Billy, we conditioned by condition Capitalistic, read through the lipstick Shit that they make up make us forget shit I beat your face up if ain't no paystub by Friday (I want my motherfuckin' check nigga you better quit playin' with me I swear to God I'll come blow this bitch up) Don't wanna lay up, still I'm a leg up in LA Busy you, busy me, like, how busy can busy be? Hardly catchin' Z's, no fatigue Hate it when it rain, Missy E Nefertiti chain, oh, she deep Eat her with a spoon, call her Reese Then we fuckin', burnin' calories I couldn't give you a better reason Fuck with you 'cause you fuck with me Fuck with me, yeah, you fuck with Smi' Told them girls to beat it, Sheila E Eat a D, dis the E.N.D PND playin' on the speaks Smi' E O big I know hitters, I know dealers, I know girls that set up niggas I know preachers, I know healers And I really don't feel no difference We all hustlers, Blu Billy, we conditioned by condition Capitalistic, read through the lipstick Shit that they make up make us forget shit She said, "Smino, love you" Entrepre-nigga, entrepre-nigga, I did it all on my own Entrepre-nigga, entrepre-nigga, I did a lot on my own Entrepre-nigga, I'm just a nigga, I did it-, uh Entrepre-nigga, entrepre-nigga, I put the clip in, I pull the trigger I make the whole gun, I Smith & Wess' them Step with the bro-bro, yeah, with the brethren Stay with the throat-goat, greatest Excedrin She ain't know, ho, I'm just a legend This ain't no promo, this is a pressing I know Smino love you