Giggs, Fix Dot’M - Smacked With The Butt Of The Gun lyrics

Uh, we’re gonna steam roll ‘em on this one
Real talk
Jheez, Fix, wow, What you don’t know my name?
Fix Dot’M

Ah, I can take your pain way
Like Sylar remove your headtop
Take your brain away
Fuck a rainy day, cuz I blatantly rave
I was made to stay
I be getting it hard, so I'm spending it
DNA chain
My God, they frozen my blood in my necklace
We roll up, me, buck and eff’ing Giggs
Start dumping, pitch niggas, sever wigs
And if you bitch niggas ever snitch
I've got something that'll take the
Tip off the Everest
Look, I’ll take the piss out of everything
Spit ‘til the shit click
Spit ‘til I’ve emptied it
Slip something out, then slip
Something in again, raaah
Tooly’ll injure him
This ain’t a movie try picturing
Look, but don't try pitching me
‘cause this shit buss like 63
(get it) , come on stick with me
Listen my punches are insane
They drop nice on your ear like an earring
Mind I take you to the
Streets where I grind work
I can tell you how to eat, not on my turf
Show you how a 9 work
Show you how 1 shot will let
A nigga float like an iceberg jheez

Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung

Jheez! These niggas know my partner
Colt 4 fizzy’s my devoted barker
Talked up first, Ima load it after
Have your white tee looking
Like a squashed "tomatah"
Roll through gaza, phone on charge
Buck boys ringing me, told me park up (skrrt)
Sluts eyes digging me, loads of laughter
Make moves and my pockets
Will be bulging after mMM!
Right now Im cane’in the underground
Me, Hollowman, coz I came with another sound
Yea I got straps
But, I ain't one of them loud mother
Fuckers that be waving a gun around jheez!
When my shotty raise up
And you spot gets sprayed up
It will make your little pussio posse wake up
I'll lock it and pop it, then blow out
Chill out
With a zoobie while sipping convousier cups
Ooo violent squad, silent shot
And Im fresh of the island what
Walk in a stylish top and the bird
On it's looking kinda Lyle and Scott, what
Hand on my knife, YG left
Spen stands on the right
And I got my gang on a hype
Rolling round to Movado screaming
Out "Gangsta Fi Life"

Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung