Smooktobër Lyrics by Yeat

[Chorus]
(Wake up, F1lthy)
Phew, phew (Woo), yeah (Yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on
Lil' bitch, it's burnin' (Ooh, ooh)
My wifey say she love me
I bought her a Birkin (Woo, phew)
It's simple to get like this
You just don't deserve it (Uh-uh)
I fucked the whole game up
Bitch, I'm Sunday service (Phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz
I don't give no purpose (Skrrt, ooh-ooh)
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety
But I don't get nervous (Woo, ha, ha), yeah
They be high talkin' crazy
Look, they don't really got couragе (Phew, ooh)
At the top of the basеment broke as hell
I was eating on porridge (Woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and
A line of flourish (Ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money
Could tell they malnourished (Woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot
But when I do, got peoples embarrassed (Woo, yeah)
Tapped in with the fashion
Pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris (Ooh, ooh)
I'm knowing this album 'bout to go platinum
Put it on my parents (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin'
You could speak to the carats (No way)
They watching everything I do
Repeat it like parrots (Phew, brr)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me
So I could care less (Ooh)

[Verse]
Half a Perc' mixed with a bean
Bitch, I could feel this
I told the dealership I'm a star
Put it in the ceilings
I just went up (Ah, ah), up
I just went up, up (Ah), and it's stuck (Ah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Yeah, I been high as the birds
Birds, birds, birds, birds
I got a twin on the way and he lurk
Lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk (Brr, brr)
I just pulled up on the side and
I swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Skrrt)
I really went to the crank and it hurt
It burnt, I learnt, I did it again
Bitch, it's my turn (Uh-huh)
We see you sitting 'round the place
We lurking, yeah, we hit you up
And left your ass nourished
I just be taking that X with the Perc
' and they know that for sure
That I'm leaving the earth
I just keep doing what I'm doing
No, I don't listen to shit
Lil' bitch, I don't learn

[Chorus]
(Wake up, F1lthy)
Phew, phew (Woo), yeah (Yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on
Lil' bitch, it's burnin' (Ooh, ooh)
My wifey say she love me
I bought her a Birkin (Woo, phew)
It's simple to get like this
You just don't deserve it (Uh-uh)
I fucked the whole game up
Bitch, I'm Sunday service (Phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz
I don't give no purpose (Skrrt, ooh-ooh)
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety
But I don't get nervous (Woo, ha, ha), yeah
They be high talkin' crazy
Look, they don't really got courage (Phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell
I was eating on porridge (Woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that Wock'
And a line of flourish (Ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money
Could tell they malnourished (Woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot
But when I do, got peoples embarrassed (Woo, yeah)
Tapped in with the fashion
Pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris (Ooh, ooh)
I'm knowing this album 'bout to go platinum
Put it on my parents (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin'
You could speak to the carats (No way)
They watching everything I do
Repeat it like parrots (Phew, brr)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me
So I could care less (Ooh)