Credits

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Langston Smith
Langston Smith
Trommelmaschine
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Langston Smith
Langston Smith
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Langston Smith
Langston Smith
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Lyrics

Hah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah what?
Woo, woo, woo Chicago!
Hahaha, ya dig?
I smile in yo face
But I move like a ghost
Say you my dawg, but I know you a joke
Laughin' out loud, knowing you want the smoke
Fuckin' on yo girl while you callin' her "goals"
Crazy voice, falsetto tone
Whip got wings like a UFO
Hatin' on me, cause I got bad hoes
I'm in the sky box, but I'm still too close
Fake hugs, I feel the tension
Drip so loud, need intervention
Talkin' like we bros, but I peep intentions
Plottin' in silence, that's my dimension
I smile in yo face
But I'm planning on steppin' on necks
Fakin' the vibe just to cash these checks
Ain't no trust, I invest in threats
You dirty mack, I finesse, then I flex
Mmm, I don't say much, I'm bout that action
You been grindin' for awhile
Still got no traction
Moonwalkin' all through a snitch
Laughin' while I duck a glitch
Smile in yo face, then I hit the switch
Low End- smile on me, smile on me
Don't cry, lil bruh - just don't lie to me
I'm the villain in luxury
Wanna be fake? But you ain't living comfortably
I smile in yo face
But my mind on the bag
You talk too much, that's a red flag
Sippin' on juice, with a Gucci rag
While you mad, I just laugh and get to the bag
Haha, yeah, I see you
Smilin' right back, don't believe you
We set a trap, we so evil
Watch your back, 'cause I'll mislead you
Written by: Langston Smith
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