Forever Valley - Smack Dat (feat. GetMoneyGuapo & J.Buenoo) Lyrics

I love this hoe, she bend over so I can Smack that
I'm only going anywhere where a bag At I love to do my money dance, Bring them bands
In I can change the way you walk
When I'm poking on your walls, I Been sipping on the wok
I'm surprised that I can talk Like I Took a gas pill, bitch, I'm hard as
A rock Had him runnin' up the block, I was really
Bout to flock You ain't pulling no Houdini if I put you
In a box Go and call your friends, Shorty, bring them
To the spot We need hoes for the Squad
Every time I'm pulling up, yeah, you Know I'm with the mob
One nine forty-two, pouring up, hella Shots Get a lil' drink on, I need hella Ass shaking
When they throw this thing on I can See that pootie cat even through your
Thong Tryna hold my woody back in My drawers
Shooter on the court, gotta watch how I ball Greedy motherf*cker, baby girl, I need it all
Mob shit, aye When pigs fly, I'll lose Motion, so I'm waiting
Till it happen Dirty cleats for Promotion, we evolved to
Upper classmen Come and try to be The boss and bite off
More than you can chew Papa smurf, Need some assistance, he's choking
Up, turnin blue I won't fold if I'm Boxed in that position
Like it's MMA, show devotion to me, We could really take this all away
If I call you brother, better hustle till You're dying date
I ain't come to play, I'm writing hits, I'm like bombs away
Infatuated with the Gatsby life Cuddy Seen me at the top and start to panic
Like this can't be right Mamba Mentality, I'm not done until the Afterlife
Greys Anatomy, John Doe em, get his Casket size
Beef with us, I'm like, what was they Thinking
Bitch it's bleezy, I'm just spitting my Ism I'm out they reach if I'm being Realistic
F*ck with the mob, change your life In an instant, aye
Yeah, and they ain't really like that Hit it from behind and watch lil Mama f*ck me
Right back Kill the pussy, baby, know I turn it to a
L
Light pack She known to bust a Move, you catch
Me grooving like Mike Jack Throw That ass on me, baby, know I'ma Catch
It Said I love a good girl, but when We f*ck
Make it ratchet, baby Ass too fat, Know I'm still gonna handle
Baby Heartbreak kid, got these bad Bitches going Maney
One, two, three, four Bad hoes on the Kid, but I still think I need
More Snatch his chain off, got me Feeling like
Deebo Shit, I need a model, bitch, Shawty
Movin' like Cleo Touch your toes, Throw it back, drop that
Pussy, let me smack that She Turn Around, she know it's fat, ask me, Could
I handle that? Flip some work, get That bag, bitch, I'm on
The road like Jack She like to move, I'm like, damn, watch
Lil' shawty throw that ass She like to Dance at the party, shake it just
Like a stripper If she bad with a bag
I might f*ck round and dick her Acting boujee on the low, but act a ho Off
The liquor If she a ho, let her ho, These lames stay Tryna fix her
She don't wanna be saved, don't save Her Don't tell a ho to behave, get Paper
I can't love on no bitch, I'm too player I see she love to run from the dick she
Can't take it, Damn Fell in love with The kid, I couldn't blame
Her Ain't no S on my chest, I couldn't Save her
I'm about my money, so you know I'm stacking paper
I'm on the money route Nipsey said To get some paper
Winning team, bitch, f*ck with a boss And if that ass fat, bitch, you can get What
You want I'm with my brothers, bring Your bitches
We'll be friends by tomorrow Don't be Scared to throw that ass when I'm
Arching your back I'm off the d'usse, Off the d'usse, Don't
Be scared to go stupid I got a habit, Turnin bad bitches, 5150
Freak, bitch, let me smack when I Slide through the city
Ass up, face down, when you Bringing it to me
Aye aye