WILL SMITH lyrics

[Intro]
Will Sm—
Uh-oh, uh-oh, sh*t (Oh, sh*t)
I just spilled my cup, uh-oh, I'm too lit (Too lit; yeah)
I just popped a bean, now I can't feel sh*t (Feel sh*t; yeah)
And you ain't gon' do nothin', my n*gga, you too big (Will Smith)

[Interlude]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, public-service announcement, n*gga (What? What?)
It's your boy Jasiah and his b*tch, Knotty Clique
Y'all already know the f*ck goin' on (What? What?)
We gettin' all this money, n*gga, gettin' hella kitty book bags
For your baby mama, kids, n*gga (Lil' b*tch)
f*ck we talkin' 'bout, n*gga? Ha

[Pre-Chorus]
Watch your mouth, ho, I know that you not talkin' to me (What's up?)
b*tch, my legs must be broke 'cause you not walkin' with me (f*ck)
Got a whole lotta money, I don't need no receipts (Yeah)
And that n*gga talkin' sweet, them n*gga P-I-E (What?)

[Chorus]
Choppa E-I-E (Yeah), make 'em D-I-E (Haha)
b*tches eat my meat, we can't kick it, Rock Lee (Yeah)
Choppa E-I-E, make 'em D-I-E
b*tches eat my meat, we can't kick it, Rock Lee
[Verse 1]
I just walked in (Yeah)
Big Roll in the right, fat ass in the left, ha (Okay)
Five-tucked, four-f*cked (Haha), n*gga, hit his head (Bah)
I got bad blood for these n*gga, tell the truth (I hate your b*tch)
Bad blood for these n*gga like some sicko's hands (Ayy)
n*gga, we don't give a f*ck 'bout where you think you gon' be
c*ck to your head, it's gon' make a n*gga holy (Paw-paw)
Teamin' with the seven deadly sins like Meliodas
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, lil' boy? You know you been on ho sh*t (Ha)

[Bridge]
Uh-oh, uh-oh, sh*t (Oh, sh*t)
I just filled my cup, uh-oh, I'm too lit (Ayy, too lit; yeah)
I just popped a bean, now I can't feel sh*t (Feel sh*t)
She told me slap the ass one time, I'm Will Smith (Will Smith; come on)
Uh-oh, uh-oh, sh*t (Oh, sh*t)
I just filled my cup, uh-oh, I'm too lit (Too lit; yeah)
I just popped a bean, now I can't feel sh*t (Feel sh*t; ha)
And you ain't gon' do nothin', my n*gga, you too b*tch (Too b*tch; yeah)

[Verse 2]
We be gettin' money, think that's why they mad at us
It's the Knotty Clique, dread head, mad hatter (Facts)
Said she like to float, so I made her ass fatter (Yeah)
pus*y pieces with that b*tch, but I already had her
Ayy, come to where I stay (Stay)
You know I got bridges, Stacey, Molly on the way (Way; on the way)
Keep a bad bunny and she goin' both ways (Both ways)
Side I wouldn't hit, but b*tch, I always find a way (Yeah)
Yeah, always find a way
[Pre-Chorus]
Watch your mouth, ho, I know that you not talkin' to me (Shh; yo)
b*tch, my legs must be broke 'cause you not walkin' with me (What's up?)
Got a whole lotta money, I don't need no receipts (Ayy, ayy)
And that n*gga talkin' sweet, them n*gga P-I-E (Uh-oh)

[Chorus]
Choppa E-I-E (Yeah), make 'em D-I-E (Yeah)
b*tches eat my meat, we can't kick it, Rock Lee
Choppa E-I-E, make 'em D-I-E
b*tches eat my meat, we can't kick it, Rock Lee

[Outro]
Oh, sh*t (Huh?), oh, sh*t (Ha)
Too lit, f*ck sh*t
Will Smith