Rittz - Smash Potatoes lyrics

[Intro] Yeah-Uh-Yeah Slumerican sh**... Yeaah [Verse] The machine gonna stank It's a Burn One beat, time to burn a sweet In the studio, smoking something purplely When it occurred to me You might have heard of me If not then follow me I take you on a murder spree I've been reading all the comments every person leaves, trying not to take the criticism personally Trying to tell me that I need to show diversity I love to hear 'em try and spit a hotter verse then me They can't cause verbally, I'm hercules, I murder beats, I murk MC k** 'em and bury 'em in the dirt beneath, and hop in the hearse and speed off Leave 'em for the worms to feed, i'm in the lead, i've been hot for a hot sec... "Got a record deal, Rittz?" Not yet but I got a lot of prospects And I'm gettin hotter and now they got me on the front of DJbooth.net, live and direct I'm fresh baby '87 monte carlo Drinkin' pineapple snapple mixed with [demelago?] With a little quancho North side G sh** Ya'll be making pop songs, ale-alejandro Get found duct taped right inside your condo Bragger tryin to show off weight... Everybody know you're so not paid Your flow is so not great Your style is played out like rappers in the mo-hawk phase So why you playing with me homie this ain't no arcade Pushin' the wrong bu*tons and jumping all on my joystick I don't give a f** if you're voicetress, I'll destroy sh** I ain't trying to go back to driving a f**ing forklift Get fired, tired of filing unemployment, it's embarra**ing having to borrow money for gas Getting' f**ed in the a**, like a ho in a p**n flick Now you f**ing with a little bit of nut and a half Old pie face rocking tight jean with a G-shock Need to go and get some Maybelline with some knee highs Please guys Be wise Besides You don't want to swing at a bee hive Get stung 17 times Mama la pinga you can s** it and love it ho My manager telling me that its finally crunch time... But I'm sick of the industry like I'm sick of these rappers ad-libing every time they come with a punch line haaaa Fun time busting these rappers I better calm down, I need a muscle relaxer Can't eat Can't sleep Just geek geek geek on ice All night Like I play for the thrashers This-this-this some DJ Booth sh** GA music We make movies Homie we ain't losing... In a old school ride, looking so brand new b**h I'm floating like I'm driving a cruise ship You know I got a grip on the wood grain foot on the gas All hoes look when I pa**... They love it when I roll up When I roll up Every time I roll up on that a**... Yeah-Uh-Yeah