Swervin' In The Rain

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D-104

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I didn't want any favors
Aye, it's that nigga 104
Walkin' through the trap door
Everybody gettin' low

When I up my fuckin' pole
Walk inside the trap
And everybody gettin' real lit
Walk inside the trap

And then I might just f*ck on your bitch
I'm up off a perc
So if you shoot me, I won't feel shit
Up the Glock, it burns

And it don't even feel emotion
Mr. 104, I took your bitch, slicker than lotion
Mr. 104, don't trust a ho, so use a Trojan
Walk up on the opps

And if you talk, then I'ma blow it
If I up the Glock, I promise you it ain't to show it
If I had a show, I promise you I'd have that ho lit
I don't care about rappin', I just like talkin' dumb shit

But I only talk about shit that I done, bitch
Oh my God, he's rap cappin', what, are you dumb, bitch
Stupid hoes and niggas is the shit I'm really done with
Gettin' rich, the main goal, we can't kick it, bum, bitch

Remember I was really swervin' in the rain
Remember I was young as f*ck and I ain't had a thang
Remember that one boy tested me, I let it bang
He saw the light, that shit was bright like it was Johnny Dang

Young boy on the block, but you know that I got aim
Young boy on the block, but I'm not NBA
Interrogation room, but I ain't got nothin' to say
All I know is what I know and what I know I ain't gon' say

I ain't gon' say shit, so bitch, take me away
I was flyin' around space, coupe boy, I'm in a Wraith
I wake up in the morning thinkin', hmm, who gon' die today
Always thinkin' you can play, but I don't fuckin' play games

You such a rat, I guarantee you know cops by name
You snitch on me one day, I'll catch you and I'll bust your brain
I made a song in like a night, it only take one take
I fucked your bitch long stroke and I made her legs shake

My nigga TJ fucked a bitch and he made the bed break
Put my dick on a bitch tongue, ask her how it taste
And we fuckin' just for fun, we ain't goin' on a date
I make money where I'm at, then I go to another state

Out in Denver, I'm at Ruth Chris, tryna eat a steak
How much your gold rope weigh, I know that shit fake
Shot a op in his forehead, all you heard was bang
Remember I was really swervin' in the rain

Remember I was young as f*ck and I ain't had a thang
Remember that one boy tested me, I let it bang
He saw the light, that shit was bright like it was Johnny Dang
Young boy on the Glock, but you know that I got aim

Young boy on the block, but I'm not NBA
Young boy on the block, but I'm not NBA
Young boy on the block, but you know I got aim

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