unotheactivist - giuseppe swag lyrics
[hook]
all of these drugs in my system
all of these b-tches on b-tches
i got the guns in the kitchen
all of these drugs in the kitchen
all of this mud in the pitcher
all of these b-tches remixing
hold on lil baby let’s get it
hold on lil baby let’s get it
i feel like tony montana, ohh
i feel like bob with the hammer
these n-gg-s playing
p-ssy n-gg- playing, i leave the lil n-gg- in slammer
b-tch i might just do the dab
b-tch i might just smoke the gas
p-ssy lil n-gg-, he mad
pardon my giuseppe swag
[verse 1]
come with the k, come with the k and i spray
p-ssy lil n-gg- he playing, bet the lil n-gg- gon’ lay
i want my chips, they calling me frito-lay
hey, i want the dope, i need it like andale, andale
whole lot of ice on my wrist
d-mn, look at lil b-tch
i come in there with these bricks
they say i look like a lick
p-ssy lil n-gg- get fixed
i feel like bob the builder
smoking backwoods yelling, “timber!”
i’ma take off in september
baby girl know she remember
i introduced you to realness
dammit i know you gon’ feel this
drinking and shipping no ceilings
d-mn, my b-tch she rolling, rolling, rolling
straight off a pill and, i really just want a million
i really just want a million
ayy, n-gg- playing but they know i keep that k
i ain’t slime, but i might just wipe your face
all of these xannies, man, i can’t even feel my face
i’m the man, like, “hip-hip hooray!
[hook]
all of these drugs in my system
all of these b-tches on b-tches
i got the guns in the kitchen
all of these drugs in the kitchen
all of this mud in the pitcher
all of these b-tches remixing
hold on lil baby let’s get it
hold on lil baby let’s get it
i feel like tony montana, ohh
i feel like bob with the hammer
these n-gg-s playing
p-ssy n-gg- playing, i leave the lil n-gg- in slammer
b-tch i might just do the dab
b-tch i might just smoke the gas
p-ssy lil n-gg-, he mad
bust down my giuseppe swag
[verse 2]
whole lotta b-tches, a whole lotta drugs
whole lotta b-tches, they all show me love
whole lotta b-tches i cannot show love
these b-tches birds, but my b-tches doves
look at my muhf-ckin’ eyes
n-gg- you better think twice
need to consider your life
n-gg- consider your life
hey, that’s your main b-tch
d-mn, that’s your main b-tch
d-mn, i f-ck on your b-tch
she sucked it she giving me hickies
d-mn, i’m feeling so sick
swear to god, feeling so sick
d-mn, this ice on my wrist, i feel like i’m up in december
ayy, what do you n-gg- want from me?
p-ssy, i said it, i don’t play
xannies, really i can’t feel my face
i’m the man, like, “hip-hip hooray!
[hook]
all of these drugs in my system
all of these b-tches on b-tches
i got the guns in the kitchen
all of these drugs in the kitchen
all of this mud in the pitcher
all of these b-tches remixing
hold on lil baby let’s get it
hold on lil baby let’s get it
i feel like tony montana, ohh
i feel like bob with the hammer
these n-gg-s playing
p-ssy n-gg- playing, i leave the lil n-gg- in slammer
b-tch i might just do the dab
b-tch i might just smoke the gas
p-ssy lil n-gg-, he mad
pardon my giuseppe swag
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