Too Swift ft. Lu Bandz & M Banks Lyrics

Gang

Gang

Haha

Fredo in the Booth, you know the vibes nigga

Lu Bandz

M banks, Get bready

Gla Gla Gla Boom

What's a heart when you're heartless

Felt safe when I hid in the darkness

In my feelings but I lost em

Late nights lonely thinking that I lost it

My pain used to force me to cry

Tell me the truth I see past the lies

And lately I been getting mood swings

Demons upstairs telling me to do things

Back then I was following emotion

Usually for gang was really their motive

And now it's kinda like I have no emotion

Nowadays I've been praying for closure

Feels like my anxiety's been weighing down on my shoulder

And I used to feel pain so much

But now I just learn to accept it

And my demons been tellin' me to go pick up a weapon

But I'm locked in my way

I can't give you my heart if you not here to stay

But I don't got a heart so I rather be doley' just grinding to see a better day

And even if you open up there's no guaranteed I'll stay

I can't love you the same

Hahaha

Boom

Sweeping the streets I feel like a broom

And I move too swift

I'm dripped to the feet bout' to cause a monsoon

I'm about to run me a bag

I'm moving real sneaky

I'm out with the goons

Like two three shots never jam

I'm pulling from deep

Bullets passin' the moon

And all my guys be greedy

Licks on repeat

That's what we do

And all my guys stay with me

They never switch on me

They always on cue

And I keep that bag in the whip

I keep me a stick you run up get boomed

And I'm never gonna switch roll the clip stay bustin' these moves

I'm always in tune

I'm always in tune, Bow

And my shawty a eater

Always wanna beat her

We breaking the bed

I stay with the heater

Swing it like Jeter

But never condemned

Can't see me like Cena

I move like a cheetah

You never gon' catch

Never lack cause' I got a quick step

Storing these racks but the Beam I kept

Taking niggas out like a deck

You reach I teach I'm shooting no tech

Hit his chest he callin' for the ref

Bullets start whizzin' Bing Bong to his head

Gla

Gla

Better jack Tmg we up next

Think I'm lying niggas placing all bets

Always grindin' to the money we drenched

Bow

Boom

Sweeping the streets I feel like a broom

And I move too swift

I'm dripped to the feet bout' to cause a monsoon

I'm about to run me a bag

I'm moving real sneaky

I'm out with the goons

Like two three shots never jam

I'm pulling from deep

Bullets passin' the moon

And all my guys be greedy

Licks on repeat

That's what we do

And all my guys stay with me

They never switch on me

They always on cue

And I keep that bag in the whip

I keep me a stick you run up get boomed

And I'm never gonna switch roll the clip stay bustin' these moves

I'm always in tune

I'm always in tune Bow

Hahahaha

Yeah

Don't waste my time and kick me a deady

And Fredo creeping like he Freddy

Told my brothers is you really ready, gang

Cause we goin' up

Back then I'll do whatever for a buck

And brody was in class with the 45' tucked

But that was back then now we tryna level up

You know I'm all about a buck

Off the zaza I be stuck

Told bro all you need is hustle and some luck

Keep pushing even when you stuck

Till' I'm rich I ain't letting up

If it ain't bout' money I don't give a fuck, yeah

And get off yo ass stop being lazy

Niggas switch up on you yeah its crazy

Cut the grass cause these niggas shady

Get bready niggas gotta pay me

She wanna fuck a nigga cause' he wavy

Get bready niggas gotta pay me like

Gla Gla Gla Boom