[Intro]

Yeah (this shit is ugly son)
You already know son (hypnotics)
(You done did it this time baby)
Nah you did it my n***a
Yuh (they ain't gon' like this)
N***as ain't gon' like this...but they gotta respect it n***a
It's official though! Smif-n-Wessun baby! yeah...

[Verse 1: Steele]

Smif-n-Wessun is the band that I'm reppin'
The brand of the weapon
The reason why you have to respect 'em
And it's official just to answer your questions
So tell the press that Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun just stepped in

We locked and reloaded, got lots of ammunition
The titles back, the semi-auto rifles in position (buck em!)
Pop in the clip we're facing obstacles and opposition
Talk limited 'cos snitchin' not in my religion
We gain riches, rappers spilling they business
While the rap task force putting n***as in prisons
And I'm still dippin', hittin' the bar hard and benchin'
In the trenches, try and avoid a long sentence
Pot pinchin', pockets itchin' the clock is tickin'
Get busy the plot thickens so stop your bitchin'
Stop griffin' unless you ready to stary lickin'
Gun clickin' again, Smif-n-Wessun done did it

[Chorus]

(Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun where you been at lately?)
I'm on the grind gettin' mine
You know these streets is crazy
(We miss you baby) So get wit' me baby
(We need you baby) Never forget me baby
(Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun where you been at lately?)
On the grind gettin' mine
You know this business is shady
(We miss you baby) So get wit' me baby
(We need you baby) Never forget me baby

[Verse 2: Tek]

Smif-n-Wessun is the band that I'm reppin'
The brand of the weapon
The reason why you have to respect 'em
And it's official just to answer your questions
So tell the press that Mr. Smif and Mr. Wessun just stepped in

Let 'em know that we back in the booth
Back for the youth, words coming out my mouth is the truth
And it's as pure as a brick you don't stretch
So sit you don't touch, don't wanna step on it too much
But this is how we ran it down the lines
Steele with rhymes, I'll fuck you up at any given time
[?] shorty get naughty
He tried to beat me so [?] true story
My stripes is what make me connected
Hood respected, this is gangsterism perfected (yeah)
So when you see me salute the god (salute the god)
Hate when n***as starin' at me like a bitch acting super hard

[Chorus]