Smino is from a musical family, with his father playing keys, his mother singing, and his grandfather being a famous blues bassist. He began his musical career at seven when his father gave him a set of drums, which he played in his church’s band. He also started rapping around this time, forming the rap duo “Young Dumb and Outta Control” (YROC) with his friend Bari Allen. The duo released a self-titled mixtape and began to gain local popularity but had difficulties getting their music out into the world.
In 2012, Smino released his first solo mixtape, Smeezy Dot Com, and then moved to Chicago, Illinois, for college at Columbia College Chicago. While in Chicago, he met engineer Chris “Classik” Inumerable, who became his closest friend and is now his manager. In 2015, he released two EPs: S!Ck S!Ck S!Ck and blkjuptr. His debut studio album blkswn was released to critical acclaim on March 14, 2017, and his second studio album, NØIR, was released on November 8, 2018. His third studio album, Luv 4 Rent, was released on October 28, 2022.
Innamission
Smino Lyrics
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Room spins
Got the Hen in my blood
Like insulin
Sugar I'm up
Dancing still
Every chance that I get
Did it big like a Texas whip
Direct in the cut
Tryna heal, rollin' cloraphly
Most praises to the lord, yeah
They can't whitewash my head
Never fold for the L'oreal
Blkswn
Nigga fuck swine
They ain't did shit, but take mine
Lately life done been a bad clock
So I just really need a good time
Hadda tell lil' ma
Au revoir
Before bonjour
If she don't cha cha
Smi no concur
Miss honey dijon
Gimme a reason
To take a lil' intermission
I need a little breather
Little ventilation
A million degrees
I got the heat stroke waitin'
When everybody leave
And it's just finally you and me
Ya best believe
I pledge allegiance to the juice box, baby
Ooh I got a hemi in the stick shift
Power power
Hittin' hunnit and 6 miles an hour
Speeding to money
And money speedin' up to problems
I need a break, gimme silence
Blkswn, nigga, fuck swine
They ain't did shit but take mine
Lately life done been a broke clock
Broke clock
I just really need a good time
I hadda tell lil' ma
Au revoir
Before bonjour
If she don't cha cha
Then Smi no concur
Miss honey dijon
Gimme a reason
To take a lil' intermission
I need a little breather
Little ventilation
A million degrees
I got the heat stroke waitin'
When everybody leave
And it's just finally you and me
Ya best believe
I pledge allegiance to the juice box, baby
Ooh I got a hemi in the stick shift
Power power
Hittin' hunnit and 6 miles an hour
Speeding to money
And money speedin' up to problems
I need a break, gimme silence
The lyrics to Smino's "Innamission" describe the rapper's state of mind while partying and drinking. He admits to being "on 10%" and feeling dizzy as he dances and drinks Hennessy, comparing the effect to insulin in his blood. Smino also reflects on his faith, acknowledging his devotion to the Lord and refusal to be "whitewashed" by society's expectations. He also expresses frustration toward those who have taken advantage of him, declaring "fuck swine" and insisting that he just wants to have a good time without any further problems.
In the chorus, Smino addresses a woman he's dancing with, telling her he needs a break and a little time apart before they can resume their relationship. The use of French phrases like "au revoir" and "bonjour" add to the song's party vibe and playful tone. Smino's use of wordplay and clever metaphors throughout the song showcase his skills as a rapper, and his ability to convey complex emotions in a catchy and accessible way.
Line by Line Meaning
Right now I'm on 10%
I am feeling quite intoxicated
Room spins
I am experiencing vertigo
Got the Hen in my blood
I have consumed a lot of Hennessy
Like insulin
My body has become accustomed to alcohol like it does to insulin
Sugar I'm up
I am feeling great due to the effects of the alcohol
Dancing still
I am still dancing despite feeling the effects of alcohol
Every chance that I get
Whenever there is an opportunity to party, I take it
Did it big like a Texas whip
I partied hard, like the way Texans drive big cars
And that right there on the reel Direct in the cut
I documented my partying on film
Tryna heal, rollin' cloraphly
I am using a plant extract as a remedy
Most praises to the lord, yeah
I am grateful to God
They can't whitewash my head
No one can change my mind or my morals
Never fold for the L'oreal
I am true to myself and my brand, and won't compromise for money
Blkswn
I am a black swan, a rare and unique individual
Nigga fuck swine
I do not eat pork
They ain't did shit, but take mine
People have taken advantage of me
Lately life done been a bad clock
My life has not been going smoothly
So I just really need a good time
I need a break from the stress of life
Hadda tell lil' ma Au revoir
I said goodbye to my significant other
Before bonjour
Before even saying hello to someone new
If she don't cha cha
If she doesn't dance with me
Smi no concur
I do not agree with her
Miss honey dijon
A sweet and spicy person that I am attracted to
Gimme a reason, To take a lil' intermission
I need a good reason to pause the party
I need a little breather
I need a break to catch my breath
Little ventilation
I need some fresh air
A million degrees, I got the heat stroke waitin'
It's really hot and I am feeling the heat
When everybody leave, And it's just finally you and me
When everyone else has left, it's just the two of us
Ya best believe
You can be certain
I pledge allegiance to the juice box, baby
I am committed to staying hydrated
Ooh I got a hemi in the stick shift, Power power
I have a powerful car and I am accelerating it quickly
Hittin' hunnit and 6 miles an hour
I am driving at 106 mph
Speeding to money
I am going quickly to make money
And money speedin' up to problems
Making money can sometimes create more problems than it solves
I need a break, gimme silence
I need some peace and quiet
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Chris Smith Jr.
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