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swipey & romilli - 4 minutes lyrics

[verse 1: swipey]
gettin money cuz it’s beneficial, dirty swipe boy i been official if ion know you i ain’t dealing with you, sit back and let the k!llers get you bust his brain i can see his tissue, wipe that lil baby someone get em a tissue, big guns we be shooting missles point you out it won’t be hard to hit you, my teacher said i ain’t the sharpest pencil and one day them prison bars gon get you, i just hope and pray that god be with you when you riding dirty toting the pistol, and all these b-tches think that imma -sshole just because i like them thick and they -ss swole, i’m the sh-t you can ask the -sshole, traphouse trapping out the bando, if money talk then n-gg- this that cash flow hop out shoot sh-t like rambo, feeling froggy don’t jump you a tadpole 40 make him stand still like a landpole, yea imma rapper but i know how them bands go, beat that drum that’s a whole lotta ammo they don’t see me like i’m rocking a camo squad boyz came to rock the d-mn show, remember back i use to trap with the deuce deuce, milli with me they know bruh bruh a loose screw, pocket full of white i’m selling that bruce goose, baby bottle full of lean and my juice juice, fill him up with holes he look like a fruit loop then ride off like nana nana boo boo, diamonds dancing watch em twerk in a tutu, snatch his chain off his neck like he nu nu, think it’s sweet then come get you a two scoop, we pull up we hop out then we shoot, kicked his -ss once he need a reboot and that’s just part one of that sequel, big b’s boy that blood gon bleed through, tell a b-tch first i don’t need you, see you later boy i wouldn’t wanna be you these n-gg-s see through and i don’t see you
[verse 2: romilli]
dont like these n-gg-s, i dont f-ck wit the other side, 37th southeast where i reside. 2 shots to his head, thats a homicide. channel 5 fox news, watch his momma cry. we walkin down n-gg- it ain’t no drive-bys. b-tch made n-gg-s see it straight in ya eye. they hatin’ on me , coutin’ bands, i wonder why. choppa make him do a flip watch his -ss fly. im so fly, you can never be this fly. im smokin’ gas , you be smokin’ on -ss gas. i got a b-tch long hair with a fat -ss. she be wearing channel shoes and birkin bags. smoke dope, sell dope, f-ck rehab. the main n-gg-s don’t got sh-t is the ones to brag. the feds pulled me over said i’m goin too fast, i be sippin’ on lean while i’m doin the dash. bankrolls wrapped up in rubber bands, can’t trust ah soul, these n-gg-s out here to get me man

- swipey romilli lyrics

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