Smith-Schuster

(album: Clan Way 2 - 2020)

[BlueBucksClan DJ:]
Model hoes blowing up my telephone (Model hoes)
Like how I sell, YSL cologne (YSL)
BucksClan, we them niggas, yeah, it's set in stone (Set in stone)
Free my niggas locked and I miss my niggas dead and gone (Miss my niggas)
Amiri jeans sagging, Louis V 'round my pelvic bone ('Round my pelvis)
Nigga, this Versace, better watch what you stepping on (Watch what you stepping on)
Hopping out a Tesla, I forgot I fucking left it on (Damn, this shit still on)
I be quick to dog all these bitches y'all be stressing on (Dog all these bitches)
I be quick to flex on y'all niggas, get my wrestle on
Yeah, big foreign whips, yeah, we all turning (Big foreign)
Big 'Woods, lot of gas, yeah, we all burning (Lot of gas)
I got Fendi eyes all on my fucking sternum (Fendi eyes on me)
All these blues that I got, I had to fucking earn 'em (All these blues, I had to earn 'em)
On Rodeo with my niggas, finna make a purchase (Make a purchase)
In the club with some demons, they ain't even search us (Demons, they ain't search us)
Niggas lying, saying they ball, niggas Kendrick Perkins (Niggas lyin')
I don't wanna do no song, nigga, we ain't working (I don't wanna do no song)
Up looking for a bag when the roosters up (Looking for a bag)
I keep scoring on these niggas like I'm boosted up (Scoring on these niggas)
Stop bragging 'bout these bitches that I used to fuck (That I used to fuck)
Black and yellow Lam' truck, Smith-Schuster, huh? (Smith-Schuster)

[Jeeezy:]
Huh, Smith-Schuster, huh? (Smith-Schuster, huh?)
I just let her grab the D, now she chewing it (Now she chewing it)
Couple bands for a verse or I ain't doing it (On my mama)
Heard you pillow-talk to bitches, I ain't cool with it (Niggas weird)
When I take it out, she know what to do with it (Yeah, she do)
Mike Alstott, diamonds hitting, yeah, I'm bruising it (I'm bruisin')
Ain't no 1738, '42 in it ('42 in it)
She gon' do whatever in this Benz, yeah, it's hella tint (Yeah, she do)
My niggas need that pack in Muskegon, so I'm mailing it (Yeah, I'm mailing it)
If they get my homies in that jam, then we bailing it (Yeah, we bailing it)
I be posted in the hood more than AutoZone (More than AutoZone)
I got real nigga all in my chromosomes (On my mama)
F&N with AK bullets, we gon' make it home (We gon' make it home)
BucksClan, unlimited bars, that's in every song (Every song)
With a bad bitch in a Rolls, she from Babylon (From Babylon)
Palm Angels dripping on my bones, I got hella clothes (Got hella clothes)
Every time I fuck her, I be giving her that Love Jones (That Love Jones)
Told her when she walk up in this crib, it ain't no phones (Hell nah)
Paid a thousand dollars for these jeans, bitch, they two-tone (Two-tone)
I be riding 'round with real demons, I can't move wrong (Hell nah)
Nigga, we ain't going back and forth, this ain't ping-pong
Hit her from the back, I'm like, "How you keep them jeans on?" (The fuck?)