Swear 2 God (Bonus)

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Ten thousand in my pocket, all twenties (I swear to God) Had to cut his hands off, tried to steal from me (I swear to God) (Boy) [Chorus] Ten thousand in my pocket, all twenties (I swear to God) Every nigga 'round me gonna kill for me (I swear to God) Had to cut his hands off, tried to steal from me (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too filthy (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too dirty (I swear to God) Yeah, I'm 'bout to start drinkin' straight syrup (I swear to God) Yeah, you can't come around me, you got no purpose (I swear to God) Had to break up wit' my bitch, she was so worthless (I swear to God) [Verse 1] I'ma hop up in the Maybach, I'ma close the curtains (I'ma close the curtains) All these niggas ridin' waves like they some surfers (Like they some surfers) I done gave some bitches love that didn't deserve it (That didn't deserve it) I know I got a lot of problems, I'm far from perfect (I know I'm far from perfect) Yeah, knew you wasn't slime, knew you wasn't serpent Came a long way, now we in the hills losin' service When we pull up, when we pull up, we hop out the suburbans And my mama straight nowadays, she ain't gotta worry [Chorus] Ten thousand in my pocket, all twenties (I swear to God) Every nigga 'round me gonna kill for me (I swear to God) Had to cut his hands off, tried to steal from me (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too filthy (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too dirty (I swear to God) Yeah, I'm 'bout to start drinkin' straight syrup (I swear to God) Yeah, you can't come around me, you got no purpose (I swear to God) Had to break up wit' my bitch, she was so worthless (I swear to God) [Verse 2] Swear to God, all these niggas in the same place that I left 'em They just need to catch up Ridin' round in foreigns and my car look like ketchup I know that I'm next up Designer on my kicks, yeah, I'm Margiela steppin' Wherever the guap at, bitch, that's where you find me Yeah, I might take a trip out to Thailand My bitch is Trinidadian and Chinese Mixing purple like a Viking Poppin' the molly like vitamins [Chorus] Ten thousand in my pocket, all twenties (I swear to God) Every nigga 'round me gonna kill for me (I swear to God) Had to cut his hands off, tried to steal from me (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too filthy (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too dirty (I swear to God) Yeah, I'm 'bout to start drinkin' straight syrup (I swear to God) Yeah, you can't come around me, you got no purpose (I swear to God) Had to break up wit' my bitch, she was so worthless (Yeah, I swear to God) Ten thousand in my pocket, all twenties (I swear to God) Every nigga 'round me gonna kill for me (I swear to God) Had to cut his hands off, tried to steal from me (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too filthy (I swear to God) I can't fuck wit' you niggas, y'all be too dirty (I swear to God) Yeah, I'm 'bout to start drinkin' straight syrup (I swear to God) Yeah, you can't come around me, you got no purpose (I swear to God) Had to break up wit' my bitch, she was so worthless (I swear to God) [Outro] (Boy)
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Credits
- Writers
- Richie Souf
- Mar90s