This is a song about "Smooth operator"

Coughing up octane, slick and smooth tongs stained

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Flows smooth as swish in baskets

Without the sound of guns

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

And boastin cause i know this kid can't prove that his flow is smooth

You dont know the half of the fraction smooth no traction

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I been flowin so smooth and so heavenly/

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Me and kid and terra, miracle and rissa, smooth flow,

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter