Smoove Wit It

(Yeah) (Smoove wit it) (Pch) It's not bout how you start, it's how you finish So make sure you get it done I knew I was that nigga way before I had the funds If you add up all the pounds I sold it'll probably weigh a ton I'm a gentleman, before I nut I make sure that she cums If I'm a dog, she's a flea, I can't get these hoes up off me I like my money blue and my women color coffee Don't say the streets hot, lil boy you moving sloppy I'm humble and I'm confident but they gone say I'm cocky I'm smoove wit it Gotta stay on point, can't be lacking, gotta move with it If you had what I had You probably wouldn't know what to do with it If 12 ask, I'm blind and got amnesia, don't know who did it I'm a Paper Chasing Haitian tryna run me up cool ticket Don't call me bro, don't call me twin You more like my son Everybody getting money you ain't think to get you some? Buss a jwet, get a job Anything better than nun If the bros ain't winning too it ain't really any fun I wore my heart up on my sleeve but I turned it to a tank top Men lie, women lie, but the numbers in the bank not Shops always open, better holla She asked what's my sign, I told her it's a dollar I gotta money fetish, love touching bread that's my kink Throw me in the jungle, I'll walk out with a pet lion and mink I watch 'em like a pick-and-roll Cause I don't know when they might switch Ion put it on, I keep it on, just like a light switch Nah I ain't a thug baby, I get to the paper I be out the way, stay in the cut just like a taper What you need, hit my line I can serve you like a waiter Don't call that boy my opp He just broke and he a hater Pack touchdown like the QB said go long I call this strain Monica, this shit will have you So Gone I got za, I got kush I got highs, I got lows She said that she want a trick, baby I ain't one of those But I can't lie I'll pay for some shoes, I'll pay for some toes But I ain't dumb I'll pick a good girl before I pick a thousand hoes That's like choosing if you want 100 bikes over a Rolls Yeah that's backwards Like putting on your shoes before your clothes Don't call me bro, don't call me twin You more like my son Everybody getting money you ain't think to get you some? Buss a jwet, get a job Anything better than nun If the bros ain't winning too it ain't really any fun I wore my heart up on my sleeve but I turned it to a tank top Men lie, women lie, but the numbers in the bank not Shops always open, better holla She asked what's my sign, I told her it's a dollar It's not bout how you start, it's how you finish So make sure you get it done I knew I was that nigga way before I had the funds If you add up all the pounds I sold it'll probably weigh a ton I'm a gentleman, before I nut I make sure that she cums If I'm a dog, she's a flea, I can't get these hoes up off me I like my money blue and my women color coffee Don't say the streets hot, lil boy you moving sloppy I'm humble and I'm confident but they gone say I'm cocky I'm smoove wit it Gotta stay on point, can't be lacking, gotta move with it If you had what I had You probably wouldn't know what to do with it If 12 ask, I'm blind and got amnesia, don't know who did it I'm a Paper Chasing Haitian tryna run me up cool ticket