[Lyric] Matt Hardy (Baby Smoove)

Scammin like a bitch...
Cut a lot of bricks, yeah
Never sold mid, yeah
Yeahhh

I got nine bricks coming, four today, five tommorow
You the type to hit yo mans up to see what you can borrow
I don´t really want no watch, but I might buy an Audemars
I got 200 on the dash and two goons in the car
Alexander McQueen and 450 for the scarf
Boy I don´t want your bitch, if she try me I´ll bark
Switch on the chopper, now look at you dodgin´darts
Just so much Lean today, I don´t really (?)
(Five hunnid for this zip, it won´t make it out the car)
You can hear my car coming,even if its still far
(Boy when I hit that gas, it gon´ sag and then fart)
Got like a hunnid million streams, you can´t even make the charts
(I don´t want no fuckin´liquor, bring me the Wockhardt)
I don´t really get no sleep, I feel like a Rockstar
(Imma pull up in my hood with like five exotic cars)
If I give a green-light, bet he won´t see no tomorrow
(I will never bag no bag, when I take trips outta town)
(I will never bag no bag...)
(...when I take trips outta town)
You the type to hit the road with your mans until I come
No cap, I got some shit that´ll flip a bus over
All I smell like is Creed and a strong exotic odor
I don´t fuck with broke hoes, they don´t really got a motive
I never look at the tags, don´t give a fuck about the total
Pull up with a big rifle and do niggas like I´m Bollo
Play with me when it´s on me, right hand imma blow you
These niggas copy everything, they like "Smoove, bro we owe you!"
Pull up one man army, blowin´choppas like I´m Tony
Put VVS´s on me, all my jewelry gon´be glowin
I just got some head from her, why you treat her like a trophy?
Spend a 1000 on my sneakers, there just fat and they bulky