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w blak Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Grew up hooping with my bro YTN flics
I can't wait to tell my mama that I'm rich
Double R you see the stars up in this whip
Can't stress no hoe, so why the hell would swervo trip?
Lavish life we living in
Cash gang on my lettermen
Stacking up them dividends
They be flaw I can't pretend
Many men want my head 50 cent
If he talking leave his head with a dent
I'm with Blak on the block with that g lock
They know lil swervo too slime ima wipe his nose like snot
Heart getting cold I put ice in my clock
All my shit fuego I can't make a flop
Bitch did me dirty now I got no heart
I got the keys if you say it's then it's lock
He can't handle the za he knocked
Too much dip on your chip nigga gimme your guac
Run down on him and we taking his guap
I do not eat bacon or fuck with no cops
Getting hella cars I'm king of the lots
In my face like a fly so we getting you swat
I can't catch no rico we take out the swat
Empty out the clip paralyze him with darts
Running from that helicopter
Hit it with that choppa
I call it my llama
We don't do the beefing we gone end the drama
We go eye for eye you gone get your karma
All my niggas working on getting them commas
They swervo tripping we know normal
Hallows start to rain it's pouring
23 my year no jordan
Never be wearing no orange but we still out scoring
These niggas be confidential informants
I'm tryna take you to london no Lauren
Pull up in some shit cause I know that you foreign
He got shot need neosporin
Hand gun with a suppressor
My gang bust pipes you don't want no pressure
Acting like a bitch doing all that extra
If I feel she ain't loyal she go I can't test her
Big bag chaser certified finesser
In it for the money I don't need no pleasure
I can't mix my love with the business never
Can't walk in my shoes young sell a stepper
I hopped out my shell and meet a new measure
Rubbing through my dreads while I caress her
I like rolling papers it got a good texture
Can't entertain you I'm not a text her
Lavish life we living in
Cash gang on my lettermen
Stacking up the dividends
They be flaw I can't pretend
Many men want my head 50 cent
If he talking leave his head with a dent
Won't kick my door we let him in
Ima bust his melon in
Bad lil hoe she melanin
Swervo gone paint all over her skin
He talking then he get a hook to his chin
With the wolf pack posted in the den
Everyday of my life living in sin
Took so many L's ain't think I could win
Bust him in the head with a dumbbell in the gym
I'm one of uno that bitch know that I'm him
If bro throw me the oop then I'm ducking like tim
I aim at his head I give him a trim
He think he shady but he is not slim
Mud Money demons im posted with them
Lil swervo the reaper I been feeling grim
Stay with that heater I'm making shit dim
We going up we above the rim
Forever familia I'm stuck with them