Ily 2

Aye Fu, Swole hit me up you know what I'm sayin
These niggas talkin bout
Nigga ain't got shit goin on
Nigga ain't poppin
Nigga ain't representing
Mattafact fuck these lame ass niggas you know what I'm sayin
Yall niggas stay grinding
The bag gon come by default
Stay fly stay fresh
Aye Swole mattafact hit me up after church

Just left church hit the studio
Rapping bout them big booty hoes
Say she finna strip don't wanna go to school no more
A lot of niggas talkin shit but won't nobody do it though
Whole city lit up lituation
No problems man only situation
Get that from my home girl Jamaican litigation
Selling everything except the soul liquidation
Ooo all my exes want me back but I'm good now
That money got me looking good I'm out the hood now
Sometimes the niggas in your crew be on the lookout
He was my dog but he had to get put down
Now I got too many hoes and shows to count
I done been around before I know the routes
Yeah I know they wanna roll with Swole for clout
Yall Lil Bow Wow bitches can Roll and Bounce

Niggas wanna talk so I let them talk
Niggas pocket watch so the wrist on gloss
Niggas wanna hate so I smile in they face cuz my life is really great and they got bitch nigga traits
Man them niggas ain't getting no money
I love you too
I love you too
Them ol' non-rapping ass niggas
I love you too
I love you too
Them niggas some lames for real
I love you too
Ooo
If I can make it through my nigga you can make it too

She don't wanna fuck Mally but she tryna fuck Fu
She living with her sister I'm tryna fuck that bitch too
You tryna fuck my sister nigga I ain't messing round with you
You non-rapping ass nigga
Hahaha but I love you too
Yeah this G shit speakers got a lot of slap in it
I like to play the songs with a lot of slap in them
You can hear six 12's plus I got my strap in it
Money always on my mind
I'm like Weezy in his prime
Flee shit bitch no my blicky cost a ticket
Bills all paid plus I'm flexing off the interest
Gold all in my dentures went to school to just fuck bitches
I've always gotten recognition from the baddest women
Niggas hating on me won't say it to me that's why we different
My ice steady dripping so I'm sorry if you slippin
No doors on the Jeep ain't no key to the ignition
Blasting music so loud tryna shake your family pictures
Hear me round the corner I got six 12's nigga
My brother work for 12 it's still fuck 12 nigga
So cold on these hoes give em frostbite
Running through these red and yellow hoes like a stoplight
Nigga I don't want your girl but that pussy real tight
She the first night type
Shawty living her best life
If niggas tryna fight
We ain't running from no fade
I am nothing like these rappers I will put you in the grave
Kill me if I snitch I'm never going against the grain
Wrote a statement on me nigga but you screaming out gang
Mally motherfucking Fu spent your rent up on my chain
Shawty wanna fuck but I don't even know her name
We can have a conversation I'm just tryna pick your brain
I'm just tryna pick your brain

Niggas wanna talk so I let them talk
Niggas pocket watch so the wrist on gloss
Niggas wanna hate so I smile in they face cuz my life is really great and they got bitch nigga traits
Man them niggas ain't getting no money
I love you too
I love you too
Them ol' non-rapping ass niggas
I love you too
I love you too
Them niggas some lames for real
I love you too
Ooo
If I can make it through my nigga you can make it too

These niggas out here motherfucking next
That's all I can tell you



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Lynch
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link