Swoleei - go getta

Bitch I just copped a pint of Wock' baby pass the sprite
I just drank a fifth of Henney throwing up for like half the night
Sipping on these drugs I know I'm wrong but the cash is right
Take a chance and roll the dice
Put two hunnid on your head I could control your life
I'm the type of nigga that'll steal your family and ignore your wife
You think you rich well so am I
You clutching yours I'm clutching mine
I'm upping mine you finna' die
This Actavis sensational
Had to bring my niggas in the section fuck the ratio
Teach a nigga how to flip a P it's educational
Coldest nigga in this generation now I'm not replaceable
On the beat it's inspirational
I know that pussy boy don't like me he won't say it though
Big chop to a nigga head he ain't gon' say no more
(Uh)
I can't stop for no lights that Mercedes rollin'
Chi-town walking on the riverwalk facing eighths with Owen
(That's my nigga)
I'm a go getter
Mad rich
Goat era
Bad bitch
Hoe getter
Train her
Soul sister
My whip is so quicker
She said I'm a dope nigga
Big tec finna' photoshop him out the whole picture
Eighth of Turtle Pie inside this backwood no swishers
Bitch you think imma' fold but you gon' fold quicker
That nigga asked me where the weed shit I don't know nigga
I already faced the whole bowl nigga
Brand new Lamborghini truck that bitch got Forgiatos
Pull the heat out and bam a nigga just like Adebayo
I'm so fucking high I'm laid back in the car with Michael
High as fuck just counting Jacksons
Beef with me he in a Insta caption
A nigga fucked up in the head I just crave the madness
I shouldn't have the heater pull it out and just spray the matches
I just seen a new Mclaren can't wait to have it
Prodigy at what I do bitch I hate to practice
Rob him leave no evidence
Hit a nigga twice he going under Evanescence
True Religion jeans and Dior shades yeah I feel heaven sent
Nigga said he wanna match a zip well shit let's get it then
In a LaFerrari it's the same color as Eminem
Shady tint
Off-White
Known for mixing cough and sprite
See me out get to talking nice
(Get to talking nice)
(Ha)
(Ha)
I'm a go getter
Mad rich
Goat era
Bad bitch
Hoe getter
Train her
Soul sister
My whip is so quicker
She said I'm a dope nigga
Big tec finna' photoshop him out the whole picture
Eighth of Turtle Pie inside this backwood no swishers
Bitch you think imma' fold but you gon' fold quicker
That nigga asked me where the weed shit I don't know nigga
I already faced the whole bowl nigga
(Damn)
(Shut the fuck up)

Written by:
Emanuel Tramontano

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