| Big Swerv, whistle |
| Uh, uh, it's a go, uh |
| Yup |
| Yup |
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| Big G Herbo, all I care about is running up my digits |
| 'Cause niggas' bitches |
| I was out here getting vicious |
| Aye |
| Gave my favorite opp stitches |
| You know that |
| That was way before switches |
| Foenem |
| We was friends till he got up on the stand as a witness |
| Goddamn, nigga chasing everything except riches |
| Except riches |
| Stop playing, made my first ten M's, no advance |
| My account seen enhancement |
| Now I'm putting Lambs in transit |
| When I talk to bands, he told me run it up, so I ran it |
| I ran it up |
| Millions in my wheel forreal, so my kids don't got to panic |
| At all |
| Used to be on my block trapping, I ain't no bandit |
| I ain't no bandit |
| High school, had 100 racks, stack my shit up, rubber band it |
| Rubber band it |
| It was me, Mally and Max, strapped up in a panoramic |
| All facts, been having sack, every ho I fuck candy |
| I be still flying to the 'Raq, bulletproof truck when I landed |
| Foenem trailing me back-to-back, know they going to protect Randy |
| Keep a ten milli in my lap, yeah, this bitch might come in handy |
| Just might |
| I be hearing 'em say my name, I just tell 'em take advantage |
| Aim this bitch 'n shoot like James, plus we both left-handed |
| Street nigga, it's in my veins, all I know is take chances |
| We a test the opp brain, like he graduated from Kansas |
| And she loved me 'cause I'm famous, but she always say I'm handsome |
| Aye |
| Set him up because he lame, now we holding his ass for ransom |
| What he got? |
| You ain't even havin' change, spent it all on your chains |
| You lil' nigga is insane, I just charge it to the game |
| You know it |
| I pull up in that Mulsanne, don't be merging in my lane |
| Dog in me, I can't tame it, you ain't never felt pain |
| 'Cause my block was like a range, nun but forty Glocks flaming |
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| ARP, it speak Spanish, we made all our opps vanish |
| I be telling them the truth, I be trying to help the youth |
| Touch her pussy in a booth, she already know I'm mannish |
| And I'm big like Zeus, drinking liquor like it's juice |
| I went porcelain, they knew, I spent 3K a tooth |
| Went against all the rules, now I'm never ever losing |
| I got all kind of tools and I still want to use 'em |
| Come on |
| Old Glock 22, and I still want to use it |
| I spray the whole crew, wave my hand like it's confusing |
| I bought all kind of jewels, it be hard for me to choose one |
| Got a safe full of blues 'cause that shit is enthusing |
| Got a lot full of V's, couple verts like Uzi |
| Better not think that I'm snoozing, you get put on the news |
| On the news, ASAP |
| I leave shit oozin', in a foreign whip cruisin' |
| High-speed on the trooper, then post up like boozer |
| Never know how I maneuver, I can't show 'em what I'm doing |
| Never |
| Really live like a hooper, keep a Nick like Ewing |
| Like Pat Ewing |
| We don't leave beef brewing, millions in off touring |
| Only got to do a few of them, touch six like Zoo 'n 'em |
| Big Swerv, I'm really him, I be flexing out the gym |
| Ride factory, no rims, get a ho right out her Skims |
| She just might get a Benz, have blood knock off your limbs |
| Aye |
| Head blood all on my Timbs, that's why I influenced them |
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| Uh, uh, Swerv |
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| Man, it's big Rick Dog, man |
| No Limit, Drench Gang, man |
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