Smooth Ahh Jit Lyrics

Walk in this bitch like a, oh man

Walk in this bitch cool as fuck like a deep freezer

I'll take the whole instrumental, I don't

Want a feature

You can keep the alcohol, I just want the reefer

Got a shorty, always hot and ready, that's my Lil Caesar

Just in this bitch, only me, I ain't talkin Bieber

Sweatin' in the venue, man, I should've wore a wife beater

I hit my C Breezy, but I never beat her

Huh, uh

But I'll beat this bitch

Used to work at Pizza Hut, and now they want a piece of this

That's a fake watch, why you walkin' with a counter wrist

I don't take drugs, only weed and over-counter shit

Uh, you a bitch, and I'm ambitious

He a storyteller, everything he rap is fictitious

Man, that boy too bitch, I just got two bitches

Shorty went and swallowed all the nut, said it's nutritious

I can't trust a bitch again, I got a fact

check her

I just rolled a blunt again, it's like a long lecture

Shorty hit my phone again, I bet I won't text her

Till I'm all alone again, then I probably will

I can't cop the Gucci yet, I got on Tommy Hill

Man, she ain't throw the coochie yet, but she probably will

Got my dawgs with me ridin' around, it's like seven wheels

Always carry propane, like I'm Hank Hill, uh, dang it, Bobby

Man, this rap shit for real, I ain't doin' this for no hobby

Always been myself, I ain't never gon' be no copy

Feelin' like a virgin, I ain't never fuck with nobody

Spent too much today, I should've stayed up at the fuckin' crib

Smoke a blunt and get my head right, then spend that shit again

Told you I was him, yeah, I'm feelin' like I'm Him Duncan

Fuckin' on this bitch, but I told her I am not cuffin

I'm 22, girl, I'm not 12

I'm a holy man, rockin' Crocs, but I give 'em hell

I'm a young stoner, I should probably sign to YSL

I'm a young owner, I should probably go and sign myself

Hmm yeah, that sound right

That ain't water on your wrist, boy, that's Pedialyte

My dawg love sippin' Codeine, now he peein' the Sprite

Your shorty always actin' like a bitch, you ain't beatin' it right

Yeah, I'm sweet, but I don't sugarcoat Said this shit before, but I'm from Florida, let me drive the boat

How you follow me on everything, but don't like my posts

Shot blocker, I'ma rebound it, take it coast to coast

Three, two, one, baby, I ain't from Orlando

I'm a smooth-ass jit, I'ma play her like piano

Always spittin' shit, like I'm chewin' on tobacco

Yeah, that Florida water deep, you gon' drown, you think it's shallow