John Albedo - $mOG Lyrics

Black ski mask, switchblade
I'm ready to kill
Walkin' down the avenue
I'm geekin, catchin' a thrill
Got a groupie with me
And you know she poppin' them pills
She wanna f*ck me right now
I gotta tell her to chill

Mismatch, sit back
Music up loud and I'm drainin' down a jack
Hand on a Mac, make it go"click-clack"
50 bands in my nap, let that shit roll back

Vintage Louis, hold my 30 clip
Run up on me, I'm finna empty it
You lose your life when you're f*ckin' with the clique
Got a glock 30 on me and I ain't scared of shit

F*ck everyone
Come in fully loaded like Machine Gun
I'm a f*ckin' pick pocket, raising wallets
I just made a hundred thousand band deposit
I'm a f*cking god, I'm the mother f*ckin' profit

Double-cup poured full, and I'm drowsy
It's a good day, just made a hundred thousand
I might take a f*ckin' trip out to an island
I be drippin, got the style on me, water in my diamonds

DJ play that shit
Lookin' so fine she needs to cool it
Don't do it unless I see the benefit
Hypocrite, pouring out another one with lean in it
Pop up at the club you know we stayin' lit