Smoke His Skull Lyrics – iayze
Singer: iayze
Title: Smoke His Skull
(I put you on just now, bro)
Ayy, real Murda Worth sh#t, b#tch
Top Kid, run sh#t, put a n#gg# in the graveyard
ARP got tracers, can’t make it far
He in his mama house, I got three cars
They say, “Jace won’t shoot sh#t, he only get off the bars”
We send him up like a star
b#tch, star shooter, I ain’t [on no b#tch?]
Like the Klan, get him lynched
Smoke his mans, f#ck his b#tch
These n#gg#s actin’ white as hell, I’m finna send him to hell
He got three figures, I just wish him well, that boy broke as hell
Dead #ss opp, just died, they like, “What’s that smell?”
This Wockhardt on me, put him in the air
Shoot him in face, I bet they won’t even care
b#tch, ayy
Shoot him in face, I bet they won’t even care
b#tch, ayy
You know, lil’ thirty seconds
f#ck this sh#t, I don’t even like the drama
p#ss#-ass n#gg#s be doing that
They be folding and sh#t
You know, f#ck the opps, f#ck these rappers
I’m the top dog
I got so much money I’ll get you knocked off
Move out your mama house
(I swear they just want so much clout off of me, bro)
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
You can purchase their music thru
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Other Popular Songs:
ELLEGARDEN - Goodbye Los Angeles
Kami$ama - Come & Watch
Lyrics iayze – Smoke His Skull
Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.
We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂
You can purchase their music thru