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gotcha
All of y'all sweet, taste like kombucha

Niggas to friendly, ain't no koombaya
If I got enemies we sliding by y'all
Load up the clip n we sending em

given
By my homie that died so I done carried his vision 
Bruh believed in me before I even viewed myself 
All I needed was a beat and I can kill it

crack to the city by any means about it
I could've been a tycoon, nigga, I thought about it
But a nigga still a goon, nigga, ain't no doubt about it

and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted

Just to rob you for your Fitted
Nigga can't fuck with me
Cause they know a nigga is sick
I guess you a monkeys
Cause y'all eating the banana clip
I see

role
Like when the streets say to yield
I am about my meal
I know that i jack
I don't know about no jill
Hey i am legit
RIP to my Dad
And RIP to Lil C

Bug

G Herbo

Still Swervin

2019

got me poppin' Percs, though
.380 Glock, ho, put that in your purse
Prolly go on a lil' chase for the worst, though
Chill, though, you thirsty

On that South by Southwest shit
We was lit, big bags of okie on the highway
Played a lil' Hall and Oates
And then some Sade
My cousin Cortez still up in

boys on go, I can't miss sleep (yeah)
Bentley Bentayga, a Big B (yeah)
One thousand and six, that's a Big B

I gave game to the lil' bro
He re-in'

body we ain’t have no discussion
All that azz when I’m in her she be getting the running
I like lil baddies natural stretch marks on they stomach
I can’t

before I was a gangsta
Still had a pocket knife
And I might Lil' Shank ya
Rob you for your bank you know I hustle
Always gotta have an itch for a scratch

em help
If they ever popped my mans and got locked give em bail
Use to rob after school nigga saved by the bell
Aye lets see how far you go with this

chime in, Panic at the Disco
762 out the Drac', I'ma hit those
Truth hurts
Let the bitch sing like I'm Lizzo
Who worse? Nobody
We rob a nigga to see how

glock
Talking down on my name we aim for lip
I got a beam, if you run you get hit
I turned into a demon, my brother was hit
Niggas wanna rob, but they

Nigga, you just seen how
Fat guys don't get burnt, guys
Uh, yeah
Why you send a motherfuckin' mob, nigga

I feel like you playin' by my paper
I might

I did 
Can’t move like the kid
Even though you be, yeah
Tryna be the female me
Tryna find peace
By being a copy of some unique
Bitch you siphoned my

prosper
Sponsored by the sickest members
Bilderberg meetings with hidden agendas
Sent to injure and depopulate
Dumb us down from a spiritual and conscious

truth lil bitch shot him 
We don't take kind to gossip, bitch my city is popping
If you ask about the mud, Im throwing dub then crip walking 
If I see you

GMN ain't no stopping us (GMN)
Mention GMN we poppin up (On God)
Niggas smoking on angel dust
Try to rob my thirty tucked (Bop bop)
Reach for something

that shit a problem (pssh)
You treat rumors like they facts, that's not my problem
Ho, stop wonderin' where I'm at, that's not your problem (what?

Pushing up on a treat
Somewhere in south Cobb
Coming from the east side
By the babies that rob
Tryna flex for a freak
Wit a kiddy on God
Wet wet wet
Like

How can I switch on gang
No I can't switch on the gang
Bro steady rocking that flame
You could get hit in your brain
How jacking this shit lil nigga I

Undefined

Make half a million every year, I'm getting watched by the IRS
I'm deep inside the game while niggas still taking baby steps
Hit my

by that nigga look how I'm coming
Out south yeah I run it, from the low end baby from the burbs to the hundreds
Hope this lil bitch bussin, I'm a kick