London Jae - Smash it lyrics

Ka-Ka-Kato on the track b**h [Pre Hook: London Jae] Roll it, hit it, light it, ash it Pa** it, f** it, Bobby smash it [Hook] n***a you don't know me Pay me what ya owe me Cop another oz Roll another stogie Pa** it to the homie, homie, homie Pa** it to the homie If she throw it at me Imma dive like a goalie Yeah I know she want me, other n***as phony Yall don't even wanna make a good impression Do it for the homie, homie, homie Do it for the homie If she feelin froggy jump it off for the homie [Verse 1] Yeah, this is not for Katy Perry fans This the type of sh** your parents ban I be smokin' more than Method Man Chain smokin' give you second hand At the top, how's the weather man? Miami hoes with excessive tans She bought a booty with a credit scam So she fit those leggings real aggressive man This is not for show And this is not for gimmick n***as counterfeiting flows that I invented Hella epic fails, it's a epidemic Crop 'em out the picture I'm so photogenic (cheese) Fill my pockets with it Get your check-up n***a like a doctor visit Big booty Egyptian hoes, textin' me in hieroglyphic Where's my etiquette, girl let me pour you a beverage (what) What is your preference (Bobby!), she like it straight with no extra sh** She just wanna party And I told her, she can turn up, if she [Pre Hook] Roll it, hit it, light it, ash it Pa** it, f** it, Bobby smash it [Hook] n***a you don't know me Pay me what ya owe me Cop another oz Roll another stogie Pa** it to the homie, homie, homie Pa** it to the homie If she throw it at me Imma dive like a goalie Yeah I know she want me, other n***as phony Yall don't even wanna make a good impression Do it for the homie, homie, homie Do it for the homie If she feelin froggy jump it off for the homie [Verse 2] Turn another corner engine roarin' Since it's foreign Imma need a translator Just to see how fast it's going Pull up to the valet with a Berry Halle And she from the valley smokin' on that Cali Keep the liquor pourin' Pourin', pourin', keep the liquor pourin' n***as try to knock me 'til I bring it to the door and Should I get a flight and get the seat before its boardin' From the Jump Man like Jordan Thumbin' through it I got Carpal Tunnel So much tree that I could start a jungle So much p**y it be hard to juggle She got a light skin friend look like Michael Jackson She gotta dark skin friend look like Carlton Mama What's a party without Bob Flash mob ho that's b**hes without bras Ghost ride the whip, that's n***as without cars Ghost writing lyrics that's n***as behind bars Whole lotta haters and a whole lotta commas Whole lotta commas and a lot more comin' Whole lotta bandz that's a whole lotta drummin' With my n***a London f**in' hoes out in London like (sheesh) She just wanna party and I told her if she [Pre Hook] Roll it, hit it, light it, ash it Pa** it, f** it, Bobby smash it [Hook] n***a you don't know me Pay me what ya owe me Cop another oz Roll another stogie Pa** it to the homie, homie, homie Pa** it to the homie If she throw it at me Imma dive like a goalie Yeah I know she want me, other n***as phony Yall don't even wanna make a good impression Do it for the homie, homie, homie Do it for the homie If she feelin froggy jump it off for the homie