Smothered

[Intro: Berner & Mozzy]

Yeah

Sing that shit, bitch (Sing that shit, bitch)

[Verse 1: Mozzy]

Deactivating Instagram 'cause niggas catchin' R.I.C.O.s

Modified gleekos, care package from primo

I don't answer calls from restricted, that's the P.O.

Probably never heard of they posse, but fuck three-oh

This Shmurda Gang, who proliferated the murder rate

Niggas talkin' bodies without one and over thirty-eight

Law libraries and tokens, I overturn the case

You don't put 'em on more than once, then they gon' turn to snake

That seventeen that he chargin' ain't even worth the cake

Niggas go to jail and they figure it wouldn't hurt to pay

Niggas go to jail, end up tellin' within them thirty days

This is not a game any you nerds should play, ayy

95820, you know the zip code

Ain't start pointin' fingers, I promised to stand on ten toes

Neck and wrist froze, Urus, we be in those

Swappin' these galleries, what you hollerin', "What they hit for?"

All I know is ten-four, tell that nigga send more

Buy a nigga yeekies and gyros, they call you big bro

Comin' out the closet like Budden, that's too much info

You ain't got that paper, you only pay me in crypto

In the name of Zoe and Peezy, we gon' sip slow

Opp died without a headstone that we can piss on

This Apple'll get you cooked, I need a flip phone

Ain't let this chopper bust a rhyme, but I'm in flip mode

These niggas actin' like they gangsters, but they been told

I'ma post the paperwork next time I hear a diss song (On Bloods)

After the bucanati, sent a bitch home

She get her blues from Mexico and smoke 'em, what this bitch on?

Yeah, it get dead wrong, it's HGM or nothin'

One of the fellas from my trenches, they don't play with him for nothin', word to mother

Why you ain't bond him out if that's your brother?

Let him sit inside that bounty jail and suffer

'Posed to be there for each other

Skeem ain't here to tell us that he love us

I'ma feel some type of way until I'm smothered, nigga, yeah

Ant the Beast ain't here to tell us that he love us

I'ma feel some type of way until I'm smothered

[Interlude: Berner]

You get one shot

One shot

I'm comin' for headshots, I want it all

Bern

[Verse 2: Berner]

DMT trips, R.I.P. to my ego (R.I.P.)

Exotic weed, smokin' on somethin' and pissin' Clicquot (Pissin' Clicquot)

Feds on one, everybody's gettin' R.I.C.O.s (Uh)

Million-dollar piece and I paid him with all C-notes (All hundreds)

This shit steep alone, own model won't work (Won't work)

Cats be plottin' on Bern, but my pockets don't hurt (Don't hurt)

Thirty-two whips, move around like Joaquín (Like I'm Chapo)

Five mil' wired to my account, it's all clean (All clean)

Tryna build around us just put you in a hole

Everything these dudes hype is stole, that's all old (It's all old)

Heard that shit don't move no more, it might mold

New set from AD go crazy on my skull

Fake friends with the opps, they always want more (They want more)

They brown bag money, I'm bankin' offshore (Overseas)

30K a month for the spot on the top floor (The penthouse)

Fuck a price gap, pay me if you want more (If you really want it)

Modified switches for the Glock one-nine

Phone full of bitches I just knocked online

Tell me why they switch sides and beg to come back? (Why?)

All bark, no bite, he just bangin' on wax (Haha)

Two-fifty, three posts, boy, I'm playin' with cash (With cash)

Roll the perfect joint up just to taste it with hash

Yeah, I pray that this last

Most cats get a buzz and then fade away fast (It's too fast)

I gave the Europeans back, I'm low-key in a bucket

Sell a pack, count the profit, and tuck it, I won't touch it (I won't touch it)

One thing I can't stomach (I can't stand it)

Tryna shop on a budget (Goddamnit)

Them thirteens used to be thirty-two

Used to be forty-eight, yeah, I'm pushin' more than weight

Buy commercial real estate and watch the money come back

Put a bullet in the head of a rat (Yeah)

[Outro: Mozzy & Berner]

Skeem ain't here to tell us that he love us

I'ma feel some type of way until I'm smothered, nigga, yeah (Talk your shit, Mozzy)

Ant the Beast ain't here to tell us that he love us

I'ma feel some type of way until I'm smothered (Yeah)

Mr. Niice ain't here to tell us that he love us

I'ma feel some type of way until I'm smothered

The homie Jack ain't here to tell us that he love us

I'ma feel some type of way until I'm smothered