This is a song about "Smack it"

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

So sit in your place and stop talking smack

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Just to be around you is a blessing

Now i'm lay the smack down, no wrestling

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Like any girl walking down your hallway hearing smack smack.

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

I hit you through this screen here call it smack cam

Smack yo ass with a pistol,

Yea it look official