Smino - Maraca :: A COLORS SHOW

Listen I, I don't believe in maybe, prolly

Only off, and on, overthinking had me idle

Kiss my dice, and throw, this Remy got my gut on fire

I gotta drive home still, one eye open

Seeing Dos on the road, oh no

Life insurance is really doin' exactly what you like

And love 'cause that's that shit that keep the fire lightin' up

Get out the dark and spark, yeah

Gon' head, lighten up

No gravity on me, one with the sky

Maraca, maraca, we make somethin' shake

Sinatra, Sinatra, we all want Frank

Bend my heart, bend my eye, but I won't break

Gratata pop out like hot bread

Don't burn tongue ma, trine bite down so quick

Wait ya turn

Might let you participate

I feel like Percy, No Limit, uh

We don't believe in their parameters

All my niggas on perimeter

I'm on they ass like an enema

And all my enemies been friending up

Like Monica and Chandler

You see this bass can break a chandelier

And this verse just cracked a bannister

Man I pray the crowd can stand in here

Bruh it's so many hands in here

Niggas'll think we selling manicures

I never view myself as amateur

And when it's just me, myself and marmalady

I give her the seeds so sweet, shawty that pomegranate

Couldn't imagine myself takin' this shit for granted

Life ain't even granted

Off the strength, I'm brown-skinned

Shit ain't sweet, no candy grace my tongue

Just bitter back taste

Runnin' for the cheese, definition of the rat race

Put the pedal to the floor mat

We only kick it w-where the dough's at

Maraca, maraca, we make somethin' shake

Sinatra, Sinatra, we all want Frank

Bend my heart, bend my eye, but I won't break

Gratata pop out like hot bread

Don't burn tongue ma, trine bite down so quick

Wait ya turn

Might let you participate

I usually, usually, usually don't do this

So don't you confuse this

With school, bitch game ain't free

I'm booking my flight, got a suitcase

Gotta move, bae

Bada-bing-bada-boomaye

Skrrt, peew on Suzuki

That's two wheels, if you will then I will

If you scared then I feel, I feel you

But if you real then I extract my grill

And I snack on that 'til that blood sugar build

We ain't even meet and shawty want the gyro, woah

Got the whole, zero, on a clear road, woah

Nigga found his pen over off of Penrose

My auntie stayed in the ville, no not talking J. Cole

Blkswn time bomb, dropping 3-1-4

Last time I was in my city, all my people, they told me, nigga

SHUT IT DOWN

Yeah yeah, they told me, nigga

SHUT IT DOWN

They told me, nigga

Listen I, I don't believe in maybe, prolly

Only off, and on, overthinking had me idle

Kiss my dice, and throw, this Remy got my gut on fire

I gotta drive home still, one eye open

Seeing Dos on the road, oh no

Life insurance is really doin' exactly what you like

And love 'cause that's the shit that keep the fire lightin' upp

Get out the dark and spark, yeah

Gon' head, lighten up

No gravity on me, one with the sky