Dcxshy, Smokingskul - Army lyrics

[Dcxshy, Smokingskul - Army lyrics]

Mack, you're doing the worst
Mom, Polack's making beats again

Yeah (Woah) yeah (Woah)
We have them sticks like the army (Blatt)
I got this blick, nigga
How you gon' harm me?
I mix the purp' and the green like Barney
Damn, the bitch wanna ride me like Harley
The money come first, so I'm never tardy
Sold her some boot, yeah, it was parsley
I'm gettin' good while these
Lil' niggas starving
I don't wanna talk if we
Ain't talkin' 'bout bread
She ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Left the bitch on read
And I got another ho giving that head
We ain't in my crib, nigga, I'm in her bed
Had to slide on the opps
Block just like a sled
Run up stupid, you'll leave with no head
Can't take no chance, keep one in the head
Stop copyin' me, nigga, that shit is dead

These niggas copy, niggas clones
Shawty a bitch when she get the bone (yeah)
I stuff a three-five in the cone (Huh)
30 on me, get a nigga gone (We get him gone)
I mix the lean with the Xan's (yeah)
30 on me with a ceiling fan (Ceiling fan)
I got the bricks, I got the (Taah)
Making the block through, killing them (yeah)
Make this shit disappear, like Screwface
Slime you for a dollar, I'm two-faced
(Two-faced)
Nigga, what you do for a blue face (Huh)
I'm servin' the grams out a boot case
(yeah) i'm off hella shit, off the stimulus
I call up Cxshy, yeah, we militant
And these niggas keep on sneak dissing
We ain't feeling it
I'm in an orange coupe, but I'm peeling it
(yeah)

Yeah (Woah) yeah (Woah)
We have them sticks like the army (Blatt)
I got this blick, nigga
How you gon' harm me?
I mix the purp' and the green like Barney
Damn, the bitch wanna ride me like Harley
The money come first, so I'm never tardy
Sold her some boot, yeah, it was parsley
I'm gettin' good while these
Lil' niggas starving
I don't wanna talk if we
Ain't talkin' 'bout bread
She ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Left the bitch on read
And I got another ho giving that head
We ain't in my crib, nigga, I'm in her bed
Had to slide on the opps
Block just like a sled
Run up stupid, you'll leave with no head
Can't take no chance, keep one in the head
Stop copyin' me, nigga, that shit is dead

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