Ski Mask the Slump God — Smoke Opps Look At Me Pt. 2

Lyrics from Snippets [Intro] (Slice ain't even got no license for that fire) Ayy, baby Ayy, baby, hit my line, hit my line 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 (ATL Jacob) You know I got all kinds of syrups, all kinds of syrups If you under four feet, three feet You a elf, huh [Verse 1] I'm like, "Bitch, who is your mans?" Huh (Yuh) Can't keep my bands in my pants, huh My bitch don't love me no more, huh Don't give a fuck, hit my dance, huh We movin' sharp like a, huh, sharp like a muh'fuckin' lance, huh Living down on Drury Lane Muffin Man, bitch, I got dough on my hands I get money, can tell from the stance 'Cause I do what I can, what they can't Stayin' blessed, ain't no need to repent 'Cause I'm keepin' the metal like cans They need glasses to see, Clark Kent They gon' pass it to me, far-fetched Gettin' cake like it's my Bar Mitz And I used to sell the stank, armpits Shit can change, can tell by the garments I just be drippin', resemble the garbage Drip, I decorate, bitch, I'm a garnish I know my name is what they wanna tarnish (Huh, huh, huh) Scientist, I discovered the Abyss I've been a soldier, I ain't need ever enlist Out this bitch like a dislocated wrist Fresh air, I'ma gulp from a Brisk Look at the wrist, I be givin' them the mist Like a cyst, money stiff like a fist (What did you say, nigga?) Get money, I will help you get the [?] (Bitch ass nigga) Who do you think you are? Who is asking me this? (What did you say, nigga? Yuh) Mind this nigga? You know what we do on Sundays, my nigga (What did you say, nigga?) Yuh [Chorus] Smoke opps, smoke opps, smoke opps (Huh, huh) Smoke opps, smoke opps, smoke opps (Huh, huh) Hot potato, tater tot We gon' turn the clock All I like to do, all I really do is Smoke opps, smoke opps, smoke opps On Sundays, I like to smoke opps [Verse 2] What you say? Fuck you mean? Intervene (Okay) Whips got big bellies like it's been drinkin' motherfucking lean All my boys is beast like I got Teen Titans on the team... [Chorus] Smoke opps, smoke opps, smoke opps (Huh, huh) Smoke opps, smoke opps, smoke opps (Huh, huh) Hot potato, tater tot We gon' turn the clock All I like to do, all I really do is Smoke opps, smoke opps, smoke opps On Sundays, I like to smoke opps