Hit you with a pan like it PUBG (Yuh)
Got all these girls wanna hug me (Ew)
Punt your head like it rugby (Ow)
Why yo ass always tryna bug me (Bruh)
Yung SmiloB
Beats hit like your dad
You think you on the rise but u really just a fad
Roll up with pieces got you checkered like its plaid
Homie almost failed math he just cant add
You know that addition is just kinda tricky
Whip out my dick and shoot like a blicky
Gotta save the world like Lil Dicky
I need my ice
Can't have it slippy (Yeah)
You know stage4 lit (Gang)
First EP coming out in a bit (What)
Everywhere we walk
Yeah we just gotta spit (Spit)
Just dropped my life savings
On one outfit
You ain't for the trap
Yeah you looking kinda scrawny (Aye)
My beats hit harder than Oh My God Ronny
I ain't from the trap
But I lived in a tire
You do us wrong
Gone like moisty mire (Rip)
Just copped an R8
Leave your skull like an Audi
Done with a block
Now it is cloudy
We on the rise
No 767
50 cal bullets
Send you up to heaven
Put it in the oven
Watch bread leaven
You looking bald
Like your name is eleven
She cramping
She splittin'
She droppin'
Now listen
I got all the pot cooking up in my kitchen
I'm selling
You dealing
I'm writing
You stealing
Taking all these drugs I don't know how I'm feeling
You looking
I'm taking
You cooking
I'm baking
SmiloB on the beat now the earth is quaking
Yo Make sure you go to smilob.com
I have the best beats
Not even capping
(Huh)