SD, Gino Marley - Don’t Get Smoked lyrics

Boy don't get whacked, boy we stay strapped
Yeah we love combat
We stay totting the gat'
Yeah we love war, boy don't get
Smoked
I got my niggas out here
They totting to blow

Boy don't get wet, you might be next
And if you playing with my
Money you get stretched
Bitch we got vets, don't shoot at chest
And if you running
Best be ducking from the tech
You lose your neck, no disrespect
These bitches on me, they can't fold me
I'mma wreck
We thumbing through a check
These bitches on my dick
And if his man's got it we
Gon' rob him on the set
I make your bitch regret
She fuck me and the set
This Glock a leave em stitched
Bitch I ball like Dominic
We shoot with no regrets, like Stojakovic
I know that I'm the shit
I can buy the mall with this

Boy don't get whacked, boy we stay strapped
Yeah we love combat
We stay totting the gat'
Yeah we love war, boy don't get
Smoked
I got my niggas out here
They totting to blow

Boy don't get whacked, my niggas strapped
We known for running through them
Racks and get it back
Them pistols clap, and shells attack
If you a target you get hit
Then it's a wrap
I smoke blunts in the back, counting racks
Riding through the city with a
Pistol on my lap
My niggas blow that sack
Back to work and get it back
Bitch I ball like Money Mitch
For the shit you could get whacked
You quarterback, then you get sacked
Take you down and you won't
Get a quarter back
Play quarterback, then you get sacked
Take you down and for that
Shit you could get whacked
Squad

Boy don't get whacked, boy we stay strapped
Yeah we love combat
We stay totting the gat'
Yeah we love war, boy don't get
Smoked
I got my niggas out here
They totting to blow