Barracuda

By Smthn

Released on June 6, 2019

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[Tag]

Chris in this bitch


[Hook]

You heard the tag, bet you heard that shit right

A couple faces, moving in the dim light

A couple hitters, tryna make this shit right

Put the money in the bag by the streetlight

Reminiscing bout the old days

I don't give a fuck if you gettin money both ways

You get a job and you think that this shit pays

Right up to a point where you gotta maintain


[Verse]

Your life as a rodent

The crimes the oponnents

The flow and the breeze

Yeah the birds and the bees

The bruises the burns, the fees

The blood,the mula, the bitches, the green

I left your message on seen

Don't give a fuck if I come off as mean

I needed the drugs more than I needed me

I def do not need you all up in my suite

Baby girl that's me

If it don't glitter I don't want it on me

Catch me at the club at 3

They'll be playing my beats here by 2023

And I won't apologize for the people I abandon

I'm just good at cutting ties making waves and stacking mula

Came out the fish tank call me Barracuda

Had to cut em off call me barricaded rula


[Bridge]

This some shit that I gotta maintain

I ain't stopping til' the top of the food chain

Comin' from the cesspits of the rap game

Imma raffle all the prizes all the women all the loose change

Call me Luke Cage

Im a rude sage

Bottled up rage

Doubled outrage

I'll make it with no audience or a main stage

These days I'm in attack stance

Putting all these fuckers in the past tense

Yeah I'm just tryna do my little dance

Stack a little bands all the way up to the stands


[Hook]

You heard the tag, bet you heard that shit right

A couple faces, moving in the dim light

A couple hitters, tryna make this shit right

Put the money in the bag by the streetlight

Reminiscing bout the old days

I don't give a fuck if you gettin money both ways

You get a job and you think that this shit pays

Right up to a point where you gotta maintain


[Verse 2]

Your life as a rodent

The crimes the oponnents

The flow and the breeze

Yeah the birds and the bees

The bruises the burns, the fees

The blood,the mula, the bitches, the green

I left your message on seen

Don't give a fuck if I come off as mean

I needed the drugs more than I needed me

I def do not need you all up in my suite


[Outro]

Baby girl that's me, if it don't glitter I don't want it on me

Baby girl that's me, if it don't glitter I don't want it on me


[Tag]

Chris in this bitch