SMOKESCREEN

It′s really no flex, I got it (I got it)Six figure checks, I got it (I got it)

These hoes act so psychotic

Like they don't know I got it (Whats wrong with you?)

50K cash, I got it (I got it)

Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch)

The game on smash, I got it

My hoes won′t last, I got it

They wanna flex for the clout (Yuh)

Same one that's counting me out (Yuh)

You bitches just running yo' mouth

But that ain′t what I′m about (Yah)

I'm running up commas in place

Still stomp a bitch out in my J′s

They took me out of the streets

But I'm still stuck in my ways

Why would I care what you thots would say?

You hoes look like somebody smashed your face

So see my face, I ain′t got no cake

They showing fake, let them mask the hate

Still stuck on me like some masking tape

I'm fresh to death like I passed away

Can′t stop my hustle, don't have no brakes

I'm already winning, don′t have to race

Talk tough, but won′t do shit

I picked up like "Who this?"

They talk down, but so what

I'm bossed up, I′m so lit

I ain't got friends, I got groupies

Around me for clout, you don′t fool me (You hoe)

I've been with this shit, you a newbie

Out with the old, it′s a new me

It's really no flex, I got it (I got it)

Six figure checks, I got it (I got it)

These hoes act so psychotic

Like they don't know I got it (Whats wrong with you?)

50K cash, I got it (I got it)

Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch)

The game on smash, I got it

My hoes won′t last, I got it

Got It (Got it, bitch)

Got It (I got it, hoe)

I got it

Got it (Yuh)

Got it

I got it

When I get on the road, I need bigger pay (Yuh)

I smell the money from miles away (Yuh)

I don′t own wallets, don't need a safe

They know me by first name at BOA (Yuh)

I jump on this beat and it′s DOA

Out of my struggle, I found a way

Lost a few homies along the way

But I never needed them anyways

I done lost count of my enemies

Sick and they can't find a remedy

Bitches be fake as they remy weave

I know they ploting on ending me

Dodging the shit they′ve been sending me (Sending me?)

Guap is the only thing sent to me

Ten-thousand is really a cent to me

Lil Baby keep ironin' she into me

But I ain′t really feeling her energy

Talk tough, but won't do shit

I picked up like "Who this?"

They talk down, but so what

I'm bossed up, I′m so lit

I ain′t got friends, I got groupies

Around me for clout, you don't fool me

I′ve been with this shit, you a newbie (Weird ass hoe)

Out with the old, it's a new me

It′s really no flex, I got it (I got it)

Six figure checks I got it (I got it)

These hoes act so psychotic

Like they don't know I got it (Whats wrong with you?)

50K cash, I got it (I got it)

Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch)

The game on smash, I got it

My hoes won′t last, I got it

Got It (Got it, bitch)

Got It (Bitch)

I got it

Got it (Yuh)

Got it

I got it (Bitch)

We gon' smash your party