Gunna Swag

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Young Sizzle - Rap

Gunna Swag

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[Verse] Grind nigga, go get it, I stack me a ticket Intercept, one handed pick I don't fuck anything tell her "I'm picky" Hoe thirty shots they be fuckin' my glizzy Wockhardt lil baby this ain't no Trissy We rob the rappers, my clip full of izy Perky, lean, adderall dizzy Go hard for my brothers I love them and miss 'em Know that your bitch fell in love with this Sizzle They spin back again and my lil one hit 'em Forever I'm tired and know that I'm with him And then that bitch run with the money go get 'em This codeine got love on my heart full of venom I would not follow no rules I'ma bender Left him unloading they still their renting My neck is on icecream, my wrist on December You cappers are fuck you was never was a member Stick on me, keep me a forty shot, timber Niggas be bigger than shit I can give Remember them from way back, no I stiff 'em Get 'em up outta here that's how you left 'em I'm runnin' the game they tryna' trip him I made me a mill five times and triple Shawty must of lost mother fuckin' mind playin' wit' a young nigga baby Yeah Shawty playin' wit' a young nigga mind you gon' make a nigga go brazzy (yeah) What a time to be alive and I swear this shit feel so amazing (yeah) Won't give 'em nigga no time cause they don't wanna face me Stacked up my money we way in the sky Lovin' this shit give my thanks to most high In this never the streets you play shot Lil bitch I done, done ain't nothing I can't rock Play with the boy and I promise your shot We take it, we was never promise our spot They hate on me just cause the money I got Go tell 'em scrap it and burnin' the pot

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  • Young Sizzle