Smile / Petty (feat. Sonyae Elise)

What is it about my smile that makes you lie to my face? If I close my eyes to your bullshit, I could still smell it on you I could smell it from a mile away You can't be the truth and be loved Oh no, hey Make up your mind, baby What is it about my smile that makes you lie to my face? Let me ask this, just what does it take to be the apple of your iris? How much of this bullshit until we reach the pasture? Ain't no need to gas me, it was lit from the lashes Back when chit-chatting casually 'bout How you think monogamy is something of the past But, baby girl, your actions speak something totally opposite And you have to pardon me, 'cause I am a dog, you see And if you lead me to park, I break up off the leash What is it about my smile That would make you ponder kicking dirt in my water? Spilling bleach in the laundry bag and stressing my momma Pushing dents in my armor, scratching dentin' my Pontiac Bitch, are you off your shit? I bag another one just to piss you off and shit Don't make me put the shit I bought you up for auction, bitch Hold on, hold the fuck up Pause this shit My lady drives me high up the wall She keeps me up and locked in the bathing room Why am I screaming at the top of my lungs? When she can't hear a word that I say to her? You petty, petty bitch, (Huh, petty) Calculate (All of it) Tracking (All of it) All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit, you packaged up Don't stop my shit, (All of it, all of it, all) Bitch, now you know that was totally out of pocket Would've let me fall off (Would you catch me when I fall?) I won't sweat the small stuff (No more chasing business, no) I can't keep from falling off Keep me from these useless bitches, these ruthless leeches I might catch you all alone (I don't need it, I don't need it!) Now bro, he lends me no help at all He's out there chasing money that's far too small Lately, he's talking 'bout investing withdraw But the loan for which you owe me is far from paid off Oh, Lord You petty, petty bitch, (Huh, petty) Calculate (All of it) Tracking (All of it) All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit, you packaged up Don't stop my shit, (All of it, all of it, all) Bitch, now you know that was totally out of pocket