Famous Dex, Kid Smoke - M’s lyrics

Uh, smoke, smoke kid Smoke, ay, ay

Stacking them bands
And know ambien money go hand in hand
They say they coming for me
Tell them boys they don't stand a chance
I heard her fuck sweeter than cinnamon
All up in my bucks, man
I don't give a fuck
Out here chasing them M&M's
Stacking them bands
And know ambien money go hand in hand
They say they coming for me
Tell them boys they don't stand a chance
I heard her fuck sweeter than cinnamon
All up in my bucks, man
I don't give a fuck
Out here chasing them M&M's

I hit her back, said "Ay yo, Kid
Smoke, I got us a hit, man"
Okay cool, i'ma come through and kill that
Shit just like a hitman
I swear that one day I'ma make it
With God as my witness
Moving weight like it's fitness
I flip shit just like a gymnast
Rude boy, your crew calling Mejo Wiggins
Steady talking from a distance
'Cause if they ran up, they'd be missing
I got bars like a life sentence
I got two blunts, two pills, I might split it
Got a couple trap spots I won't mention
I don't need a hand out, I go get it
And every time I make the shit, I go spend it
Drop a couple bands to please my women
Probably take her to the islands
Just to go swimming, ay
Man, why they talk about the
Shit that they won't do?
Yeah, they talk tough
But let's see what happen
When they come through kid Smoke

Stacking them bands
And know ambien money go hand in hand
They say they coming for me
Tell them boys they don't stand a chance
I heard her fuck sweeter than cinnamon
All up in my bucks, man
I don't give a fuck
Out here chasing them M&M's

Stacking them bands
And know ambien money go hand in hand
They say they coming for me
Tell them boys they don't stand a chance
I heard her fuck sweeter than cinnamon
All up in my bucks, man
I don't give a fuck
Out here chasing them M&M's

I don't give a fuck, I'm all about my bucks
I been chasing them M&M's
With the plug then we gon' split them ends
This lil bitch on my dick, she so thirsty
Baby girl, where your friend? And no
I don't hang around fool 'cause
I don't like new friends
I'm come up the smoke
Now who want the smoke?
My shooters they with me
We kicking your door
Them 30s no mask, get right on the floor
I'll duct tape this bitch, a
Full one on her dome, lets go

Stacking them bands
And know ambien money go hand in hand
They say they coming for me
Tell them boys they don't stand a chance
I heard her fuck sweeter than cinnamon
All up in my bucks, man
I don't give a fuck
Out here chasing them M&M's

Stacking them bands
And know ambien money go hand in hand
They say they coming for me
Tell them boys they don't stand a chance
I heard her fuck sweeter than cinnamon
All up in my bucks, man
I don't give a fuck
Out here chasing them M&M's