"HOLY SMOKES!" lyrics
Keep my name up out yo' mouth
Better keep that head down, watch the ground
I'ma never get involved in all that petty shit, don't fuck around
Tryna be the best, but I guess I'm like the rest, my soul go South
Triple six, can't fuck with this
Wanna bark like a dog, get bit by the hound
Pussy motherfucker talk shit on the kid
Tell me why the motherfuckers wanna be so big?
With the keyboard clicks and the ego fix
Put the black fit on, I'ma let shit rip, like-
Put 'em in a six foot grave
Rest in piss, better get 'em out the way
I don't wanna play, but I keep on creating the ways that I make it to every goal that I made
Bitch, I really, really be feeling like I am Jason
Put 'em in a coffin with the blood up in the basin
I don't give a fuck about another one, basic
Bodies in the basement, they don't wanna face it
Huh? And I'm back in this bitch
Brand new track, black cap in the fit
They cannot fathom the work I put in to be part of this shit
No chains on the kid
No chains on the kid
Never gon' change, don't wait on it, bitch
I don't want fame, no name 'til I'm dead
Keep one face, same face to the end
Wonder why the trust runnin' paper thin
World's unjust, play safe, wanna win
Tryna stay sane, never stable again
When they label a man, can't escape, not a way to advance
Not a way to advance
I don't ever wanna be another motherfucker stuck up in a trance
I'ma talk back
'Til they wanna put me in the back of a black Cadillac and leave my body in a bag
In the bottom of the goddamn sea
Ain't nobody really wanna let me be me, I'ma see you underneath
Curb all your misery, suffer invisibly
Fuck every body and thing
Keep my name up out yo' mouth
Better keep that head down, watch the ground
I'ma never get involved in all that petty shit, don't fuck around
Tryna be the best, but I guess I'm like the rest, my soul go South
Triple six, can't fuck with this
Wanna bark like a dog, get bit by the hound
Holy fuckin' smokes, fool! What the fuck?
Dawg, that shit was crazy
Better keep that head down, watch the ground
I'ma never get involved in all that petty shit, don't fuck around
Tryna be the best, but I guess I'm like the rest, my soul go South
Triple six, can't fuck with this
Wanna bark like a dog, get bit by the hound
Pussy motherfucker talk shit on the kid
Tell me why the motherfuckers wanna be so big?
With the keyboard clicks and the ego fix
Put the black fit on, I'ma let shit rip, like-
Put 'em in a six foot grave
Rest in piss, better get 'em out the way
I don't wanna play, but I keep on creating the ways that I make it to every goal that I made
Bitch, I really, really be feeling like I am Jason
Put 'em in a coffin with the blood up in the basin
I don't give a fuck about another one, basic
Bodies in the basement, they don't wanna face it
Huh? And I'm back in this bitch
Brand new track, black cap in the fit
They cannot fathom the work I put in to be part of this shit
No chains on the kid
No chains on the kid
Never gon' change, don't wait on it, bitch
I don't want fame, no name 'til I'm dead
Keep one face, same face to the end
Wonder why the trust runnin' paper thin
World's unjust, play safe, wanna win
Tryna stay sane, never stable again
When they label a man, can't escape, not a way to advance
Not a way to advance
I don't ever wanna be another motherfucker stuck up in a trance
I'ma talk back
'Til they wanna put me in the back of a black Cadillac and leave my body in a bag
In the bottom of the goddamn sea
Ain't nobody really wanna let me be me, I'ma see you underneath
Curb all your misery, suffer invisibly
Fuck every body and thing
Keep my name up out yo' mouth
Better keep that head down, watch the ground
I'ma never get involved in all that petty shit, don't fuck around
Tryna be the best, but I guess I'm like the rest, my soul go South
Triple six, can't fuck with this
Wanna bark like a dog, get bit by the hound
Holy fuckin' smokes, fool! What the fuck?
Dawg, that shit was crazy
Writer(s): Kalem Tarrant
