EWWW SWAG Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Ima pull up with the clique, and I empty out a fucking clip
I cannot fuck with him he a fucking bitch, so I shoot him in the fucking shit
No cap, that nigga was talking that shit he a rat
Say I don't got money I pull out a rack
Pin him to the wall with a muhfuckin tack
That nigga he lame as fuck smoking that wack
Shit, my bitch she crazy she bat shit
I got the style come and jack this
He tried to give me a wack diss
Im on the field and I'm making three goals that's a fuckin hat trick
Yo girl she wanna fuck on me cuz she know that I got a fat dick
Yeah, bitch I ain't fuckin playin
He was talking on the gang that nigga get shot up in his brain
Ooh damn I like your chain
I'ma hit me a stain
Damn that shit mine now cuz it don't belong to a lame
I don't do it for the fame bitch
You thought she was loyal, but we fuckin the same bitch
That ho she a treesh, I'ma call up my main bitch
She ride or die she gon pull up with a gun
Gun, you gon run
That bitch she shootin for fun
These niggas they be my sons, yes
I got unlimited funds, yes
I can't fuck with her she cunt, yuh
All my niggas do is stunt, yea
Yo bitch she touching my junk, yea
I make the bitch do a jump, yuh
I shoot him if he a chump, yea
That nigga eating that chum yea
Hit a nigga with the drum, that nigga slow that nigga dumb
My gang with ya bitch she sucking thumbs
I'ma fuck up on ya bitch she sucking cum damn
That nigga better run yeah
That boy he a fruit but I'm not talking bout a plum yea
Baby come show me sum yea
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Mmmm
Yeah Yeah
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hell naw I don't play when it come to my niggas
I'll shoot at ya crew, yea
I'm feeling like Nancy Drew, yea
Bitch I just found me a clue, yea
Feel like I'm up in the navy, how I just get to the blue
Yeah, I fell in love with my boo
She said she love me and I know it's the truth uh
Get out my seat, Rosa Parks
They can't see me in the dark
But it's not cuz I'm black
Hittem with a beam, Tony Stark
I gotta car, gonna start
He talking shit, do not start
We smokin gas I'm not talking bout fart
Run up on you and I shoot you with darts