ChorusSmut Stud
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
It’s good right here, if it was up to me
It would have been at the place I came to be
Are we too different to decide our love?
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
Verse 1Smut Stud
It all started with a story, about a chubby little ese in a west coast cultivating crops
Grew up so I could lurk or work mops, stay up till six o’clock with the homies smokin’, sellin’ that stuff
Some say it wasn’t rough, fast forward one year step right out the closet
Turned 18 my ID in my pocket, you know what that mеans, little ese is free
Oh my god, yеs I’m here my ni**a, I’m alive oh man I love it
Like ten years went right off of me, I’m almost a grown man
Homage to G.O.D. was it my G.E.D.? Was it my college degree, huh?
I see I’m not brown enough, I’m not loud enough, I’m not loud enough
I’m not brown enough, I’m not loud enough
ChorusSmut Stud & Tim’m West
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
It’s good right here, if it was up to me
It would have been in the place I came to be
Are we too different to decide our love?
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
Verse 2Tim’m West
Started running in the Cincinasty
Over the rhymes, so I guess that’s the reason for the rhyme state
The mind state, lexicon for bass, beats for jerks
Who think boy would never rock the M.I.C
Bi-coastal so no matter that I landed in a place centrally located, so country grammar
Taste, so, watermelon’y and I’m deliberately getting in and askin’ to many questions
I’m guessing that they irritating many
Spitting and splitting dope beats with Smut o’ plenty and never coming empty
I shoot so hard shotgun shacks in the third war call me good bad landlord
I chill with OG’s that turn tricks and mix
Regurgitate the spit, nauseating cause I flow sick
And my reward is often a nice fella’ no betta’
They can calm a brotha’ down help me hustle for chedda’
ChorusSmut Stud
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
It’s good right here, if it was up to me
It would have been at the place I came to be
Are we too different to decide our love?
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
Verse 3Smut Stud
What more do you need? You got Smut Stud with hot sauce and porkchops
Loadin’ up these cold cuts, rushing the stage I’m not a veteran on caffeine, and spittin’ on weed
Ima be clearer than windows that got cleaned with Windex, su*k off ya’ index
Or maybe just, party alone I’m not mobbin’ alone
Now I’m from Austin, Texas
Where the people are friendly but the hoods in frenzy
And my neck-a-lace, on for some breakfast
Verse 4Tim’m West
We doing bigging things in bigger Ford’s in T.X
Cause everything’s a bit bigger in the southwest
In Texas the nexus, the bigger bigotry, bigger guys
Bigger cities, bigger titty bars and pawn shops
Next to the megachurches, church had tight purses
And plenty of jerks so tell me what’s worse
We got, mega liquor stores, mega bars, mega military
Bases so I guess, we ready for war
ChorusSmut Stud
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’
It’s good right here, if it was up to me
It would have been at the place I came to be
Are we too different to decide our love?
And I can do whatever I want
Whenever I want, as long as it’s good wittchu’