Smooky Margielaa Lyrics - King Combs

(Hook) [Smooky MargGielaa] 

Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (aye) 

You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it 

Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static 

Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic (aye) 

Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (aye) 

You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it 

Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static 

Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic 

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(Verse 1) [King Combs] 

Me and Smook in the coupe, you know how we do 

We got the loot in the juice, we want the whole crew 

I rock that Goyard on my waves got me feeling paid 

I'm moving in the black Wraith, you ain't in my lane 

I'm counting up, all of the bitches they after us 

All of my niggas is acting up 

I'm getting money I add it up, add it up 

Niggas move too funny 

Niggas got hoe ways 

Niggas always in their feelings 

Cuz I got the whole wave 

Yeah, young nigga from the east tho 

But we all on the west now with the big banks 

Get the checks now 

Put the minks on with the chest out 

Clots put us on the map 

Put it on for the city 

Spending stack on the strap 

Gucci all in the hoodie 

In the back of the Maybach 

Young nigga tryna fucking ball 

Make m's and I want it all 

In the Benz but you rented yours, nigga 

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(Hook) [Smooky MargGielaa] 

Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (aye) 

You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it 

Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static 

Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic (aye) 

Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (aye) 

You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it 

Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static 

Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic 

(Verse 2) [King Combs] 

Ladies [?] 

Section full of dimes 

Got your girl cyn, yeah she knows what's up with time 

You be blowing up her phone 

She be on my Insta live 

Yeah she know I really got it 

Yeah she know we on the rise 

Boy don't get crazy 

D rock let em have it 

Got a pocket full of baggage 

Lifestyle, living savage 

And I got the wave, what can I say 

Throw a hundred in your face 

Your man be swagging, pushing a jag 

Now I had to get the Wraith 

Got ten chains and ten rings 

I don't ever really got to stress 

You see these jeans, these Balmains 

Cyn the team, you the best, word 

(Hook) [Smooky MargGielaa} 

Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (aye) 

You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it 

Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static 

Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic (aye) 

Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (aye) 

You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it 

Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static 

Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic