Smokingskul - Surfs Up lyrics
[Smokingskul - Surfs Up lyrics]
You hop on any other niggas beats
You fucked me out my fuckin- wHAT?, Yeah
Pussy ass niggas
They on my wave like, Surfs Up
I almost OD, put the perc's up
Sippin' on mud, bitch I got a dirt cup
What?, Yeah
We got real guns, put the Nerfs up
We make old ladies put they purse up
I'm in that penthouse, I'm chillin'
I'm in Gotham, I'ma Villain
How you a street nigga named Dylan?
Hit 'em with the pump shot
He is not healing
He got a pole on 'em, but he not reeling
He on that corner, but he not dealing
I'm in the stall with it
But I'm not stealing
Yeah, real act, not feeling
Yeah, bitch we got that real act
Bitch, I'm balding how I look for hats
I cannot cuff you, yeah that bitch a Nat
Came around this block
Then you getting whacked
What?, niggas can't come 'round here
Yeah, you can find a pound here
Got a suppressor
You ain't hear no sound here
We got hollows with the blue crown here
What?, hollows with the green crown here
That's yo' crib, nigga ain't no doubt here
We got Steak and the Brussel Sprouts here
WHAT?
I'm in New York, eating Steak and shit
Bitch, I'ma real nigga
Ain't no faking shit
Why you in that kitchen?
You ain't making shit
I catch a tantrum and start breaking shit
They on my wave like, Surfs Up
I almost OD, put the perc's up
Sippin' on mud, bitch I got a dirt cup
What?, Yeah
We got real guns, put the Nerfs up
We make old ladies put they purse up
I'm in that penthouse, I'm chillin'
I'm in Gotham, I'ma Villain
How you a street nigga named Dylan?
Hit 'em with the pump shot
He is not healing
He got a pole on 'em, but he not reeling
He on that corner, but he not dealing
I'm in the stall with it
But I'm not stealing
Yeah, real act, not feeling
Yeah, bitch we got that real act
Bitch, I'm balding how I look for hats
You fucked me out my fuckin- wHAT?, Yeah
Pussy ass niggas
They on my wave like, Surfs Up
I almost OD, put the perc's up
Sippin' on mud, bitch I got a dirt cup
What?, Yeah
We got real guns, put the Nerfs up
We make old ladies put they purse up
I'm in that penthouse, I'm chillin'
I'm in Gotham, I'ma Villain
How you a street nigga named Dylan?
Hit 'em with the pump shot
He is not healing
He got a pole on 'em, but he not reeling
He on that corner, but he not dealing
I'm in the stall with it
But I'm not stealing
Yeah, real act, not feeling
Yeah, bitch we got that real act
Bitch, I'm balding how I look for hats
I cannot cuff you, yeah that bitch a Nat
Came around this block
Then you getting whacked
What?, niggas can't come 'round here
Yeah, you can find a pound here
Got a suppressor
You ain't hear no sound here
We got hollows with the blue crown here
What?, hollows with the green crown here
That's yo' crib, nigga ain't no doubt here
We got Steak and the Brussel Sprouts here
WHAT?
I'm in New York, eating Steak and shit
Bitch, I'ma real nigga
Ain't no faking shit
Why you in that kitchen?
You ain't making shit
I catch a tantrum and start breaking shit
They on my wave like, Surfs Up
I almost OD, put the perc's up
Sippin' on mud, bitch I got a dirt cup
What?, Yeah
We got real guns, put the Nerfs up
We make old ladies put they purse up
I'm in that penthouse, I'm chillin'
I'm in Gotham, I'ma Villain
How you a street nigga named Dylan?
Hit 'em with the pump shot
He is not healing
He got a pole on 'em, but he not reeling
He on that corner, but he not dealing
I'm in the stall with it
But I'm not stealing
Yeah, real act, not feeling
Yeah, bitch we got that real act
Bitch, I'm balding how I look for hats