Lyrics:
HOLD UP
Break it down... dump it out
Show me wut u talking bout...
Hit the jar... drink Ciroc
Party at my partna house...
Lick it good... hit it right
a swisha
You miss ya nigga
I wouldn't miss ya
If a bus, train or a plane would hit ya
Catalina wine mixer
You got me mixed up
I ain't chasing you
I'm
road running trying to get rich
We put your bro up in that Swisha, 5800
I just walked in with 58 killers
The bro gone stalking, he gone pull up to your
Bruce Wayne
Kicking shi
Like Liu kang
I gotta blow up
Go out with a bang
Ay
Like whatchu say
Like watchu say
Smoke em down like a swisha mane
Got the gas
and I ain't even hit no swisha
I ain't got no feelings don't give a fuck about your opinion
I been getting money so its best I'm independent
Niggas they
LM002, hoe not a hummer, Lamborghini
Hughey Hefner, Huey Newton, hue is you inside this glassy house
It's three Girls and a Needle on that head if you gon
niggas, I'ma swang, I'ma swang
Yeah, the homies in the back, they been smokin' on the swishas
I been with the homie, we been makin' hella wishes
Woke up in
the team[00:57.68]Run up on me[00:58.55]You get put in a leaf[00:59.95]Smoking mo pressure[01:01.01]Mo gas in my swisha[01:02.16]I just fucked this bith[01:03.33]And you
when I'm walkin
Real 96 gang shit
I smoke the Backwoods, Dutchies, Swishas, whatever
R.I.P. my boy, BGD served me the pressure
Hit your bitch
Like a pimp, get crunk, hoe collect me some ends
and if you trill send it out girl bring all ya friends
we blowin swisha, Mr.Mississippi all in ya back
Fuck you (*echoed*)
(chorus 4x)
Get Buck Get Wild
Lets Tear This House Like Down
Lets Tear The Club Up Thug
Lets Do This Stuff Right Now
(Juicy J)
with ya
Sit back with the guys, smoke a Swisha
Motivate and contemplate how
I'm a have to go get ya (multiple personality)
I'm a keep it
nigga and I love you too.
Light up your swisha lil' nigga gon crank it up, you got your li
Ghter and your liquor gon drank it up.
Now swerve by if you
the president down.
…
Cause I came for the most hateful
Cave troll,
In White House
Who went AWOL
On his wife, what an a-hole
Woman say no
But he won’t stop
was jumping like bed springs
Water whippin in that hoe’s house
Took in a bird, let’s throw it down
I got that work 24/7
Nigga my shop don’t close down
dripped out
Then dipped out, found the money came from a crack house
That ain't what I'm fuckin' with
Stay in Calabasas, I be with the stuntin' whips
We too
around the racetrack
still hangin' in the mix
where I ain't safe at
I'm on some foolishness shit
with these rugers and shit
I'm on some run in your house
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