"Will Smith" lyrics
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Fresh prince, I'm in the club poppin' Belaires
Steppers with me, steppers with me
And they came in with their reh-teh's
Really ran it up, ran it up
I've had a fair share
Diamonds dancin' multicoloured, lookin' like care bears
Factory water drippin' on me
Now I'm making Claire stare
If you're loyal and hungry, pull up cause I've got a spare chair
Gave laces for glizzy's and mizzy's cause I had a pair spare
My youngers be aimin' for headtops, he's tryna tear hair
If we pulled all the waps out the block'll be lookin' like Black Ops
Me and Bam in a bush, all you're hearing is Scorps and Mac pops
Me and S in the trap, all you're hearing is bubbles and crack pots
Really came up from the bottom, pedal bikes and them laptops
Really came up from the bottom, in Ling Ling's for them jackpots
Trackers on motors, it gets serious with my [?]
Gassed up in his bando til' we runnin' up in them trap spots
And we ain't sellin' no weight, its getting pebbed down til' the packs rocks
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Stitch lip
I'm on the block, quick flip
Thick bitch, she give me top, lipstick
Told her I'm stuck to the paper, she call me Pritt Stick
Rub her down in that oil and give her the dipstick
Middle finger to the cops, I hit a quick lick
Skillibeng with the tops, call us the brick clique
Pooh Shiest with the Opps, I'll pull a sick trick
Mac Dre with the thots, comin' like Slick Rick
If we pulled all the stacks out the block'll be lookin' like Fort Banks
But they're vac packed in a stash, hidden under them floor planks
How'd you think the gangs flexin'
Ridin' round in them sports tanks
Italian dinners with spinners
Sit downs to give more thanks
Real deal in the field, if it goes down we don't draw blanks
Every time that my YG let's it bang then he's going up more ranks
And he don't give two shits about redemption, this ain't Shawshank's
That's one in your belly and torso, feelin' like you done core planks
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Fresh prince, I'm in the club poppin' Belaires
Steppers with me, steppers with me
And they came in with their reh-teh's
Really ran it up, ran it up
I've had a fair share
Diamonds dancin' multicoloured, lookin' like care bears
Factory water drippin' on me
Now I'm making Claire stare
If you're loyal and hungry, pull up cause I've got a spare chair
Gave laces for glizzy's and mizzy's cause I had a pair spare
My youngers be aimin' for headtops, he's tryna tear hair
If we pulled all the waps out the block'll be lookin' like Black Ops
Me and Bam in a bush, all you're hearing is Scorps and Mac pops
Me and S in the trap, all you're hearing is bubbles and crack pots
Really came up from the bottom, pedal bikes and them laptops
Really came up from the bottom, in Ling Ling's for them jackpots
Trackers on motors, it gets serious with my [?]
Gassed up in his bando til' we runnin' up in them trap spots
And we ain't sellin' no weight, its getting pebbed down til' the packs rocks
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Stitch lip
I'm on the block, quick flip
Thick bitch, she give me top, lipstick
Told her I'm stuck to the paper, she call me Pritt Stick
Rub her down in that oil and give her the dipstick
Middle finger to the cops, I hit a quick lick
Skillibeng with the tops, call us the brick clique
Pooh Shiest with the Opps, I'll pull a sick trick
Mac Dre with the thots, comin' like Slick Rick
If we pulled all the stacks out the block'll be lookin' like Fort Banks
But they're vac packed in a stash, hidden under them floor planks
How'd you think the gangs flexin'
Ridin' round in them sports tanks
Italian dinners with spinners
Sit downs to give more thanks
Real deal in the field, if it goes down we don't draw blanks
Every time that my YG let's it bang then he's going up more ranks
And he don't give two shits about redemption, this ain't Shawshank's
That's one in your belly and torso, feelin' like you done core planks
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Thrilled hits
My shooters on flames, grill lit (Grahh)
Drill shit, I'm with the gang, pop a pill bitch (Pop a pill)
Filled clips, run up on em with the steel tip (Boom)
Will Smith
Need a mansion, Uncle Phil drip
Writer(s): Taras Slusarenko, Olu Baba Tunde David Finni
