HNR PIE - Smash Bros Lyrics

Alright, me and Pie punchin' in this bitch like we the Smash Bros.
Wit sum scammin' niggas, we just dine n dashed at Mastros
The drink make me move slow, but the whip fast tho
Bitch my money longer than a river, you don't know nothin' bout this cash flow
Alright, me and Av cookin' in this bitch like Rick and Morty do
Niggas keep on pockin', watchin', just know that I'm makin' more than you
Pour a deuce up or a four, cause I'm not f*ckin' with that 42
Wally West and Barry Allen, we be racin' in them foreign coupes
Alright, unky, he be servin' fiends and he be snort in' too
My white boy be makin' plays and pie the shooter, he like Corbin Blue
If you ain't talkin' bout no pape, then I'm ignorin' you
Alright, X a nigga out if you cross the gang, then we extortin' you
Finna call a game, winning play like Reddick on the Lakers
Like a bag of Skittles, yeah, the zip got hella flavors
We put that boy up to the test, he finna flunk it
If you see me on the break, move out the way, I'm finna dunk it
Alright, Glock got a drum, but this bitch blow like a trumpet
Shiesty on stick, pokin' when I'm in public
I said it's your destiny to have my child, I f*ck Letoya Luckett
She took the soul out a nigga, the way lil' mama suck it
I just rolled a cookie wood, she love the way I tuck it
I ain't really want his bitch, but I was like, f*ck it
Pass me the ball and I'ma get a bucket
You know she for the team, why the f*ck is you tryna cuff it
See her a thooter bop, she for the team, why you tryna cuff it
Yo Dream, bitch, suck my dick, you still tryna f*ck her
Glock got some heat, I make her dance, I let her burn like Usher
High as f*ckin' in Candyland, smokin' out some gushers
Most these niggas busters
My bitch bad, but, you can't see her, you can't touch her
We been runnin' shit for ten summers, feel like a Mustard
You are not a joint, you just a store runner
You ain't gon' pop shit, you not a pole busser, nigga
It's gon' be a Cold Day in Hell, we bring heaters in the winter
Like JackTV, we hella deep, ten bitches hoppin' out the sprinter
And I'm the nigga she be cheatin' with
This beezy kinda lame, finna switch on to my other bitch
Excuse me, when I rap, I be confessin
I done took so many L's and still winnin', bro, that's a blessing
I'm in the streets deep, my bitch got my location, so she stressin
We teachin' niggas how to rap, hit AVP for a lesson
Come and learn somethin', yeah, I can teach you somethin' that you don't know
In this Benz, I'm swervin' in and out the lane, I'm off a four
When she get her hair did, she be outside, she a hoe
Me and my brodie crack the sisters, you know we the Smash Bros.
You would really think I'm pimpin' cause the way I smack hoes
Steph and Klay, we pull up and shoot deep like Splash Bros
HNR, 10200, that's a place you can't go
Nigga, tryna box a chop, I just made him tango
Nigga, sick off that Green Goblin, James Franco
Alright, bought that Chili Bob, I need my pesos
Chase the Chili Bob and never trust a slut, we hate those
Tell my brother get his cape, we finna go and save hoes
Me and Pie punchin' in this bitch like we the smash bros
Me and my brodie crack the sisters, you know we the Smash Bros.