Mally Fu & Swole Hammy - Story Mode

Let me tell you a little story about a nigga named Swole
Type of nigga fuck yo hoe and you would never ever know
Left behind his crazy ways and he ain't taking hoes no more
He been raking in that dough and he plan to make some more
I been stuffing bands in couch
I'm finna fill it out
Swole gon bring the pretty baddest women in your city out
She'll tell you to shut your fucking mouth but she gon hear me out
Bitch in the corner shaking ass with her titties out
All that rap cap we gon see what you really bout
I'm knowing you bitch nigga and I don't have any doubt
Said I was done taking bitches come on really now
I just took a break to stack them chips I know they feel me now
Say she spoiled and spontaneous niggas just call her bourgeois
Hey I'm bourgeois too baby I only eat vegan coochie
And her man is a broke boy say he's a whole goofy
So I got the hint when she text me saying let's watch a movie
That pussy retarded
It keep on farting
On god your nigga annoying
He keep on calling
Don't he see that you ignoring
What the fuck is wrong wit him
I should pull out my phone and get to recording
Straight savage Ima scoundrel
Ima mouthful
Nutting all over your house y'all ran out of towels
Hold up
I don't like you ole stuck in high school niggas
I'll fight you
I can see right thru niggas
Ok I'm finna switch the flow back to this crazy hoe
She text me for the second link up just what I waiting for
But this trip to drop some dick got a little shaky though
It was a nigga at the door looking for the same hoe
Soon as I seen that I was finnta turn back
But shawty ran pass and he tackled her ass
He say try to make her happy but she treat him so bad
Life hack
You ain't gotta chase a bitch just chase a bag

Let me tell you a little story about a nigga named Fu
It's my testament that god blessed me to talk in this booth
If a nigga snatch my chain I ain't gon play I'm go shoot ya
I'm a youngin in the game but I ball hard like I'm Luca
I'm so fucked up on this Crown I seen a bad lil cougar
Shawty say I make her horny so I'm rubbing booty
I you know I pressed the gas I hit that ass in the Uber
Gave her the wrong name and number I don't need no more rumors
Ima a 91 baby
You better find you one baby
When my niggas hit the club you know we strapped like the Navy
Please don't fuck around and make me 38 cuz I'm crazy
If I blackout gon leave a bunch of shells on the pavement
This a big Mac no burger nigga
This kickback you murdered nigga
We ain't playing round with the same check
My life is like cards play the hands I was dealt
You niggas playing checkers while my niggas playing chess
So focused on my movement I ain't concerned about the rest
If you want it go and get it can't shit stop you but yourself
But more money more problems niggas always got their hands out
And I can't front you nothing woadie gon head put your hand down
Spent two thousand on my birthday but its eighty more bands in the company account
Bottles coming in with bad bitches
Yeah these hoes love us now
Bring em to the VIP let me show you how life's supposed to be
Nothing like these rappers no cap
I got a bag on me

Written by:
Jeremy Malden, Shawn Lynch

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