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zuk0kys - swag freestyle lyrics

yuh, uh
okay
yuh, aye

i’m couniting these bands again
as soon as i’m up, they saying “what’s up,” they wanna be friends again
now they outta luck, these n+ggas is stuck, ’cause i do not make amends
i don’t give a f+ck, they say it was us, now i let em play pretend

i’m making m to m’s, uh
ain’t talking eminem
these n+ggas hating, i’m taking they shawty, she eat me like m&ms
these n+ggas is mad at me, ’cause their favorite rappers, i am better than
b+tch, [???] porcelain

wait, (uh)
let me slow it down, (uh)
’cause you n+ggas on my d+ck, yeah they’rе swarming now, (uh)
i’ve been told these n+ggas diss, this my stomping ground
thеy say i sound like [???] i said n+gga, how, (uh)
yuh

they say, “why you rapping like ski?” (water)
“why do you flow like denzel?” (ultimate, ultimate, uh)
if i hit that one more time, i swear that i’m giving them h+ll
they say i sound like xxx when i’m on my singing sh+t (aye)
i swerve around, i got these n+ggas laugh, how my d+ck feeling, b+tch
yeah
they won’t let me breathe
they steal my energy
i told these n+ggas i don’t feel sh+t for my enemies
i’m out here making peas
can’t touch me like jme
talkin bout me everyday, get off my [???]

like d+mn
shut your mouth, god’s sake
you keep talking reckless, b+tch, you ‘gon get dropped like nate
i ain’t doing sh+t unless we talking my [???]
you ain’t got no money, b+tch, get out my face

leave me alone like michael jackson
these n+ggas ain’t [???]
promise, you n+ggas don’t want the action
i get yo body sent
you don’t want fame, ’cause b+tch, i’m like anderson
when [???] over, (huh)
hit you with a 2+piece biscuit combo, plus i’m breaking your shoulder (huh)

everyone look at me like i got nine tails, but where’s the [???]
they keep talking ’bout them n+ggas ‘gon fail, ain’t no stopping me
i feel like [???] little b+tch i stay gassed up, smoking broccoli
i don’t [???] backwards, and it [???]
n+ggas talking all that tough sh+t, what you finna do
competition in my face, can’t see these n+ggas, peek+a+boo
got some top from a goth b+tch, and she freaky too
she can’t take it, put her ass to sleep, left her leaking, too

if it’s up, then it’s up, like what’s up, b+tch, (uh)
you should know that i don’t give a f+ck, b+tch, (uh)
ask your homie, ’cause i’m not the one to f+ck with, (yuh)
ask your girl, i’m the one she wanna f+ck with, (yuh)

tell em, (aye)
i’m couniting these bands again
as soon as i’m up, they saying “what’s up,” they wanna be friends again
now they outta luck, these n+ggas is stuck, ’cause i do not make amends
i don’t give a f+ck, they say it was us, now i let em play pretend

oh, wait, the beat stopped
alright, i’m out this b+tch
(haha, yuh)

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