W/O EM (feat. ekswavy & Rhett Ize)
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Yea you know I had to gun it Wonder who the f*ck done it I made it to the summit Yea you know I got that hundred No I never stop running That's how I fucken won it Yea you know I had to run it Yea you know I done did done it Don't know shit about them If they got straps, wouldn't doubt them I got my troops around them Got so many, you can't count them I lost my bros but found them Underwater know I'm drowning She grab my arms she bound them But I can't do shit without them Run up on they ass, getting all this cash Moving fast like flash and you know I'm on the dash I got this girl she flashing She in my tub, she splashing I'm a switch my side, Michael fucken Jackson Yo, that's my bag, hand it back son Lost my jersey what Jack done Think you big you ain't sack none Hitting red bull like I'm Jackson Chill with my music shit forgot I do it I'm relaxing You know my name, ain't got the fame But I still got her back done That's what I do, thank God wasn't born looking like you Whip light blue Know my bars be sticking like gorilla glue Know it's true Wait in line like I'm a song in the queue I need you Can't do shit without them please come fucken through Can't do shit without them Can I stop chilling and the troops stay all around us Money's what I count up Never lacking crazy cause, I started from the ground-up Bitch I'm going crazy, bitch I'm going hard Got this type beat going crazy, finna go to Mars Smoking hella weed, smoking hella gas Toting on my rod, and I catch them like a bass Pop up then I dip, pop up then I zip Tryna do me dirty, I'm a punch you in the lip Hop and hit the dash, hop back in the whip Niggas going crazy, yeah I smoked up me a zip Want another charge, want another case When the gang pull up on you yeah you gone do the race And this beat is going hard, don't you know I'm Swavy Rapping while I'm loaded cause you bitch know I'm wavy R.I.P. to Dolph, that nigga was a dog Straight out of Memphis he was trapping in the halls Walk up into class, got that shit strapped Damn I'm really high, got that gas up in the back Niggas going crazy, niggas going wild I might smoke one blunt, two blunts, three blunts He can't make a hit, how a bitch always bunt Valentine's Day and I'm fucking your bae And it's like everyday man don't know what to say Pull up on the spot and that shit turn Icey Always hit the spot in your bitch like Tie-chi She like Tie food man that pussy was spicy Wore a condom, f*ck a STD but I run now Cause she always asking when I'm free And I mean, if it's free Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I do This shit on and on Erika Badue When you leave never bid da bitch a due That's that French shit When I'm in the cut Yea I mend shit Did I mention Pay attention She blowing bubbles like he Benson Your mother guyed to be Mortal Kysen No I can't lie man I'm tired Might just go to bed But in your mom's bed Not before she gives me head First I leave your Auntie's ass red Then I leave your Auntie on read Yea you heard what I said Yea you heard what I Forty-seven Eyes R Yea
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Written by: Ethan Karonika, Luke LaHaye, Micheal Fontenot
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