| I’m too smooth |
| Sweep it, get a new broom |
| Even if it’s too soon |
| Preview, give it two spoons |
| Scoop it, get a full soup |
| Sip it, cool it down |
| Right diving board |
| Blue pool, water splash wave ride |
| Asuma’s got a new groove |
| Yeah, we gonna smooth it out |
| Work em' with a new tool |
| I ain’t tryna screw around |
| Track suit, too cool |
| Who was you, where you from? |
| On the porch like old school |
| Your mama won’t let you walk |
| I knew you was on bump (bump) |
| Like a camel hump (hump) |
| Like you had a lump in your throat, thought provoking |
| Ain’t no joke catching smoke |
| Talking shit on the click |
| And it’s ticking with that watch nigga |
| See you out of pocket now we gotta pack you up |
| Slidin' in the coup like a DM |
| Married to the money, that’s my BM |
| I can hit your girl for the PM |
| And later, she be talkin' to the VM |
| Slidin' in the coup like a DM |
| Married to the money, that’s my BM |
| I can hit your girl for the PM |
| And later, she be talkin' to the VM |
| To my VM, later she be talking to my VM |
| To the VM, later she be talking to my VM |
| Smooth is the window when it’s raining outside |
| And you cryin' but you sayin' that it’s somethin' in your eye |
| Boy you smooth |
| Smooth as your uncle’s church shoes |
| Always go to work shoes, always go to court shoes |
| Smooth, smooth 222's |
| Never nap, I never snooze |
| With the pousey |
| Swim another lap inside the pool |
| Boy, smooth |
| I text you when I hop up out the shower |
| Chucky be finessin' |
| Double dutchin' with the customers |
| I’m smooth but I’m bustin' |
| Turn me up a little louder |
| All my little bitches showin' nipples at Coachella |
| Ella, ella, ay |
| You fell off, I’m well off |
| Lil' fella go play |
| I eat on gold plate, your jewelry gold plated |
| My watch do the danglin' sound like ooh baby |
| I’m going too crazy |
| Slidin' in the coup like a DM |
| Married to the money, that’s my BM |
| I can hit your girl for the PM |
| And later, she be talkin' to the VM |
| Slidin' in the coup like a DM |
| Married to the money, that’s my BM |
| I can hit your girl for the PM |
| And later, she be talkin' to the VM |
| To my VM, later she be talking to my VM |
| To the VM, later she be talking to my VM |