Niggas think this Swisha Sweet I got niggas that come through shootin´ Shootin´ at you, where your crew? Where your guap? Where´s your loot You don´t get this shit back I advise your ass to get back Or your ass can get wacked With this click-clack I´m the man around this bitch man Check on my wristwatch Check on my necklace Check on my bitches Hoes call my phone though Knock knock, it´s money at my front door Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
Finna hit Wells Fargo Pick up about four Oh comma Triple zero I´m ´bout my Dinero like Robert Deniro Being real ain´t hard, shit so simple Doing this shit ain´t hard, this shit so simple I don´t like niggas comin´ through and bust a niggas pimple Up this choppa, click-clack, gla-gla Nigga do the limbo I´m a king, I´m a lion, check out my sign I´m a symbol Pull up on your block bow bow bow bow Now we running from the damn folks Bitch it´s Glo Gang and 0-6-4-0-6 are my kinfolks
Pull up to the show in bout 10 cars now We shootin´ up your damn limo I remember Spinning up steamers And runnin´ from the cops in a rental
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet I got niggas that come through shootin´ Shootin´ at you, where your crew? Where your guap? Where´s your loot You don´t get this shit back I advise your ass to get back Or your ass can get wacked With this click-clack
I´m the man around this bitch man Check on my wristwatch Check on my necklace Check on my bitches Hoes call my phone though Knock knock, it´s money at my front door Then I pull up in the black thing The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
I´m the man around this bitch baby Or should I call you little lady I´ll call your ass bitch though, ´cause I´m so crazy This nigga think he gone play me Shoot dice, let your ho fade me
Blood gang I´m so brazy (?) Pistol to a lil´ nigga forehead Call up money, she so fine, she be in my pocket She in my wallet, she at my shows, she at my concerts She buy me shoes and she buy me ganja She buy me guns, she bought my watch She bought my necklace, she bought my ice She bought everything I own She bought my house, she bought my life Niggas want war? Then ight We don´t pop out, bitch we slide Hop in the cars then ride Pull up on an op block, blast his ass inside I be like okay, okay, okay Say hello to my lil´ thang The lil´ thang got a hundred in the thang, one in the chamber
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet I got niggas that come through shootin´ Shootin´ at you, where your crew? Where your guap? Where´s your loot You don´t get this shit back I advise your ass to get back Or your ass can get wacked With this click-clack I´m the man around this bitch man Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace Check on my bitches Hoes call my phone though Knock knock, it´s money at my front door Then I pull up in the black thing The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
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