Duwap Kaine - Smelly lyrics

Hook: Ballin' on these n***as, never come in second That lil' b**h a peasant, wrappin a chicken and it feel like a present I know I'm a legend, with these bands I'm flexin' n***as know I'm flexin', walk in the bank and I leave they a** guessin This money sh** is a blessin', smokin' dope never stressin' f** 12 never learned my lesson, I feel the lean feel like heaven Choppa with me I don't need a machete, flexin' on n***as since ed edd n eddy 30 band, 30 pound that's heavy, walk in the trap and you know I'm smelly Racks in my Louis pants, watch me do my Gucci dance Sippin' lean I'm a business man, ridin' round flexin' with them bands I be doin' what a n***a please, he be doin' what a n***a can Ridin' round feelin arrogant, shippin packs like the mail man Gas under my hood man, riding round feelin good man You wish you could man, kush bag in my wood man Try to finesse me, I wish you would man Know we got good gas, and we got good xans I had to come up, off of the come up Purple lean in my double cup, off the dope got me real up Like tape I'm real stuck, see 12 I buckle up Cause you know I got gas on me, I ain't gettin locked up f** 12, I call the cell, Can't take no [?] And free my n***as they ain't got no bail, I know that they stuck in the cell Just got my rafs and I got them off Grailed, just got a pack put that sh** in the mail Walk in the court and I bet I won't tell, gun on my hip and I know you can tell Like 12, But its f** 12, if I walk in your house then I'm shelled Foreign whip, I be goin' fast, on the road I be leaving a trail b**h I'm [?] See a opp then it's farewell, smoking gas by the steering wheel Finesse his a** I'm like oh well Hook: Ballin' on these n***as, never come in second That lil' b**h a peasant, wrappin a chicken and it feel like a present I know I'm a legend, with these bands I'm flexin' n***as know I'm flexin', walk in the bank and I leave they a** guessin This money sh** is a blessin', smokin' dope never stressin' f** 12 never learned my lesson, I feel the lean feel like heaven Choppa with me I don't need a machete, flexin' on n***as since ed edd n eddy 30 band, 30 pound that's heavy, walk in the trap and you know I'm smelly