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(intro)
So I see them niggas, and im like: „what you thought I forgot?” Nigga hell naw I ain’t forgot, I should remember what you told me
They say dont go to war unless I got my money right. I got my money right. Now I want war

[verse1]
Smash
This nigga a legend you can’t fuck with me
I clust the heat when I bust forty
Looking in the mirror see devils in the rearview
Real shit make a real nigga kill you
Boy hold on you the opposite of rambo
Gripping on the wrong dude [?] is what the stare do
Hit a nigga blood, now its a lil’ red dude I dont give a shit
Hey hoe fuck you and fuck your bitch
Fuck your bitch, fuck fuck your bitch in my lac and bo’
You can hit the pussy, or you can walk home take your pick, make your choice
You can go get your daddy, go get your brother, go and get your cousin or you not getting no help
Im gonna go get your mother, and I ain’t never met her
Make the right way when scoring with weather
I brainstorm im a hurricane got a ride by that can tuck you
I go HAM to the E-R, im an emcee you can’t touch me

[interlude]
So, what exactly does smash jackson mean? Ima just set it like this bro, I smash raps, I smash niggas and I smash pussy, call me smash assasin

[hook]
Its just a matter of time 'fore I smash rap
Drop the window drop you and I smash out
So when you see me boy, you better get low
Cause my pistols can deliver: ten fo’

[verse2]
Hahaha
What was that man with that last laugh that was the last cal give em in dark streets
You all alone and you friends me
Looking for me you lost in the sea
Its a dead end boy see a team
We laugh for murder „hehe”
Murder ave, mobb creep
You snare down on the railway landed in a alcholoc [?]
I cut off your eyelids and keep taking your picture
You walking on head lights ain’t got [?] boots on
Pay time give a shoutout to tree family, boots are home

[hook]

[verse3]
Ride bars I ride the bars, you got a arm, I got a hope
Ain’t talking bout new invention nigga
Talking bout this supenses nigga
Burn yyour ass get blitzed nigga
Im a grown man call me mister nigga
Red in the club or colour purple
Beat ya ass to the colour purple
Bitch I roll first like a motherfucking don
Make you head dissapear like im shooting a one
Lick your clit bitch up like a whole 69
Make your main bitch nut ’till she loosing her mind
Fuck niggas doing what I dont like
Me dont even know em still wanting to fight
Pistol in the front car chopper in the right seat
Kid him in his dome nigga

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