Matt Hamm3r - SMILE

Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy wanna go at it
Hit him with the chromatic
Family knows it is tragic
Hit a swish, like I'm Magic
Feelin like a body draggin
Got you feelin like you slackin
I spit fire like a dragon
I'm so high, I'm like a falcon
Smilin down from the heavens
Got this money in my vision
Makin the small incisions
Head feels like it's in a prison
In a cell, I feel it comin
Make me mad push my buttons
When I scream you start running
I do this all for fun and
I got dreams that I'm grabbin
You got dreams that you stabbin
Don't worry I'm not braggin
All I hear is you chattin
Bitch yeah I be snappin
All these bitches that I'm shaggin
With the rubber, I be tappin
You so dumb, i be laughin
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
I don't give a fuck
Bout you livin
I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm driven
I don't give a fuck
If I fit in
I don't give a fuck
Cause bitch I'm winnin
I Find a new flow
Fuckboy want it though
Can't catch it when I'm cold
I'm a killer, yeah, my face is stone
Killer what's your business
Boy this your Christmas
I don't need no fitness
Creepin on legitness
Rumor has it you quit this
How could you have permit this
Going up and down, which is it
Looks to me you will admit this
Look at me, I emit it
I am great, don't you get it
Over here you won't forget it
In the dark I'm a villain
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy
Fuckboy fuck boy

Written by:
Joshua Lindstrom, Matthew Martell Jr.

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