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