Hi tech lyrics

[Intro]
What?

[Chorus: Smokingskul]
Sippin' on tec, mud
Down bad I was looking for plugs
I'm barring arms, n*gga, like a Cub
No OG's showed me love
Gettin' chicken, yea, I'm gettin' grub
If I ain't the goat, n*gga, who you thinking of?

[Verse]
This pump shot do everything Kobe do
Oh he got Glocks in here? Oh, sure you do
Sippin' on tec, n*gga, not no '42
And I b*tched your mans and I hoed you too
You say I ain't got guns? I can show you 2 two (Aye)
Drum on the stick, it go with it (Aye)
Glock on my side, I pull with it
n*ggas get popped, n*gga say Smoke did it
He say, "Where you at?" I'm at yo door with it
I'm at yo door with a pound (Aye)
I feel like John Cena with the 12 round
b*tch, I'm a failure, ain't no cap and gown
b*tch, I'm cashin' out, ain't no hand-me-down
I got vacuum seal for the za'
Why these n*ggas talkin' rah?
I'm in LA, Grand Shaw
These n*ggas cappin' on that DAW
Said he gon slide on me, like wha-? (Aye, Dog on me with no-, Aye)
Dog on me with no paw
Wassup, dog? You know who to call
Hang with real killers, them skull snatchers
b*tch we certified, [?]
We gon' break in, break those old latches
He got Newtime and no old watches
Bad b*tch want Versace, mask stay on like Kakashi
This Glock 40 take yo' whole posture
She finna blow like Benghazi
She gaggin', she blowin' di*k
I get a bag, blow it all on rick
Said he spent the block, n*gga, who you hit?
Cause I'm outside with a f*ckin' blick
Outside with a f*ckin' tommy
Red ties like Mitt Romney
You don't gotta act, cause that sh*t on me
I'm in all Blac Chyna if he tryna' rob me
Beat a n*gga up like Freddie Gibbs
You want a feat? I'm gon' need a rib
Got a stick on me, finna double dip
Like a Beyblade, let the choppa rip
[Chorus: Smokingskul]
What?
Sippin' on tec, mud
Down bad I was looking for plugs
I'm barring arms, n*gga, like a cub
No OG's showed me love
Gettin' chicken, yea, I'm gettin' grub
If I ain't the goat, n*gga, who you thinking of?