Shmack

[Verse 1: D7] Claim that you're beez in the trap like Nicki But you're sweet like honey, watch shit get sticky Cats soon start come, I'm talking 'bout ticky While you're chilling, billing up a loud burn with Ricky, yuck Ask my mum, I've been picky Don't fuck dead tings, don't care for no quickie If I ever see another MC with my ex Run di MC, watch shit get tricky Girls say I'm a smooth yout like Diggy Still stand up on occasion like it's no biggie Don't stand still like a mannequin on the scene I'm weaving this one but it can get wiggy Say that you skid and swerve, nah, it's not that Crept through with a black one, nah, it's not matte Bro walked in the rave with a bulge in the jumper Guard said 'llow it, nah, it's not that [Refrain 1: D7] You're not a G, my guy, don't talk smack Running up your mouth until you hear smack Dipping and diving till you get smack Nah, I'm not a wham yout, you can still get smack You're not a G, my guy, don't talk smack Running up your mouth until you hear smack Dipping and diving till you get smack Not a wham yout, but you can get smack [Verse 2: Merky ACE] I'm always ready for the passa (Always ready) Gyal say I'm facety, rude Got no manners, but I still smashed her (whoa) Feet up on the sofa She said it's expensive but I said it don't matter Even though I know she got it from IKEA Went along with it 'cause to me, it's all banter On a movie, man cut 'cause he didn't give it all Like an enthusiastic actor Smoke like the pipe on the back of a tractor Big Rambo, not no protractor Screw up my face and swear to the camera When paps take pics cuh man do bad stuff Talk smack, yeah, they chat 'nuff Till I bun man's skin like amm buds [Refrain 2: Merky ACE] Said he's on me, must be shooting smack Feds catch me? Then my wrist's getting smack Cuh the ting what me have exclusive smack Catch me with his gyal doing booty smack Said he's on me, must be shooting smack Feds catch me? Then my wrist's getting smack Cuh the ting what me have exclusive smack Catch me with his gyal doing booty smack [Verse 3: D7] Ask Merk, ask Splurt, in the Blue, you'll get bax Moved house, still moving the food, don't get taxed No trouble in the ends, just used to look back Call Daniel-son for youts to get wax Mad Max, head back Tek the weed, left the what? Get whacked Mek a yout man lie on his boss and get sacked Come tek weh every last bit that you stack Mad, bet you want all that back Cuh we're shooting inside your head like one MAC Head's telling you to ride and get that pack But your good heart is telling you to rest this cack All for the love of the mula, it's like crack Outlook [?] I'm back, now we're going on tour for that rack Music put all of my bros dem on track [Refrain 3: D7] Like I boxed out the whip, you'll get smoked Z of the Cali but that got smoked Jezzy in the hotel and she got smoked Backfired in the hotel but I still smoked Like I boxed out the whip, you'll get smoked Z of the Cali but that got smoked Jezzy in the hotel and she got smoked Backfired in the hotel but I still smoked [Verse 4: Merky ACE] Forget sending, I'll bring a twenty deck of Benson Might just survive if you're Kenyan (run) The only reason he's still alive 'Cause the doctor done the electric chest ting (beep) Tryna see his abdomen and intestines What's my slogan? Must can get injury From the bloodclart new roulette ting (bap, bap, bap) .44 silver, not no .32 red (nah) Can't talk your way out, I heard what you said They say they're on ends, they're hiding in Kent Inched up with one gyal, ain't paying no rent All that smack gon' get them smoked If a man start fire, stay down and get choked Two hands on the handle, it's frying like po' It didn't come with no instruction manual It came with a cloud of smoke [Refrain 4: Merky ACE] You just wanna talk shit while you're chilling and smoke UPS, I'm delivering smoke Dem boy dere not real, it's all mirrors and smoke Send these street signals in smoke You just wanna talk shit while you're chilling and smoke UPS, I'm delivering smoke Dem boy dere not real, it's all mirrors and smoke Send these street signals in smoke [Outro] Uh, things should be business, never personal anyway Yeah, you know sometimes, you know business is personal, it's a thing in life, so They gon' cross sometimes But sometimes with me, you know that it's all business with me, but I ain't gon' let nobody disrespect me, period