Smokingskul - Beast Part Two lyrics

When it’s come to the money imma beast nigga
Imma smoke a soul for ah 8 figure

Shawty wanna fuck with a dope dealer
Fuck around I’ll pistol whip you
While I’m choking you
You don’t claim that nigga
Why he posting you?
He a goofy he a lame cause I’m fucking you
When we go different lanes what
I’m post to do take a look inside my soul
Girl it’s sad and blue

Shawty drop her skull for a check real quick
Jugging and finessing for a check real quick
Shawty who you texting let
Me check real quick
Shawty all up in my draws yeah she
Lick, lick, lick bae let’s shoot a movie
Shoot a flick, flick, flick
Got my shorty pussy dripping
On my wrist, wrist, wrist
Sip away my sorrows baby
Sip, sip, sip smoking onna lace
Got me trip, trip, tripping
When it come to the money imma beast
Came up from the trenches
Nigga trap monopoly
I can’t even share a plate
Cause these niggas over eat
I can’t even concentrate
Cause these niggas after me
Last name smoke, nigga first name free
If you want Smoke nigga come
And get it please
Hit him wit the bone tell 'em bone appetite