smoove ft. Libanzi Lyrics

My nigga i'm smooth like butter

Slicker than silk

More original than any other

Finer than the finest powder

Cocaine rap

Boom-bap

Nigga ask your mother about the days of crack

Snap back to reality

Living life behind your little plastic screens

It's silly to me how you'll never measure up to what you're meant to be

Got a 5 track mentality

You can call it raps

I call it a fucking blasphemy

That's the thing that urks me

Is it art if you all just want the money trees

And yes we need the shade

Been scorching up my genes for days

Only way I survive is 'cause the melanin

Gotta bless the Elohim

I am Himm

Double m

Underscore

Pablo

Lord knows who I'll be tomorrow

I know I am

I am who I is for now though

Hi

It's me again

The black who makes those beats and then

He flips some samples land them on the playlist

Cook some heat then dip

No intro needed did that in the last part

Fit to the t

Manifest part one

Did it

Get it done

Is what i do for fun

Ain't got a gun

My kicks the strap

The leads the ammo

Kablamo

Gotta catch myself before i wreck myself

Ain't nothing to land on when you're at the bottom

Bikini's and some models

No sponges

Self absorbed specimen

Walking in mentionin'

Unrealistic expectations

Of indoda must

But can we trust that you're a must

Ain't got no crust

I see some rust and

Running mascara from the truth is a bitch

Life ain't built for those with no thick skin

Don't be enraged

I'm just another tame kid

T-Amo

Just so you know

This is my flow

I'll switch it up

And run it up

Just turn me up

Ain't never down

I ain't no clown

No jokes

Same folks

Groovin to the sound of life