SMACKDOWN VS. RAW

Is that a Swagger
Swaggy Z uh
Niggas love to act up
Like they some class clowns
Pussy wanna play tough
Till they get slapped out
Bitches talkin like they raw
We lay the smackdown
They aint have yo back now
Cause niggas getting tagged out
You can bring yo gang out
I won't stand down
Mag it holds 100 rounds
Thats a man down
I ain't eva switching up
Always stayin down
Acting to my plans now
I'm a man now
Yuh
You bitches don't satisfy me nah
The paper is where you'll find me yah
Can't fuck with you lil niggas yall grimey
See you on my block it's perfect timing(Grah)
Bitch eat up my babies
Now she claim me she aint baby (Nah)
Bitch you not my lady
Got no feelings hoe you crazy (Yuh)
Tanto eat his liver
Let my hollows decorate em
Nigga you aint bout it
I ain't tripping over statements
Hit em close range,
Got his blood on my coat
Hear y'all lil niggas yapping
Cus u niggas do the most
Got my problem solver drummin
Sending hollows at ya throat
Lil bitch if you aint runnin,
Betta duck or you'd get smoked
Betta ducked or you get smoked
I ain't running from no beef with no hoe
Bitch nigga get dipped artichoke
Niggas love to act up
Like they some class clowns
Niggas wanna play tough
Till they get slapped out
Bitches talkin like they raw
We lay the smackdown
They aint have yo back now
Cause niggas getting tagged out
You can bring yo gang out
I won't stand down
Mag it holds 100 rounds
That's a man down
I ain't eva switching up
Always stayin down
Acting to my plans now
I'm a man now Yuh
WELCOME TO RAW IS
Swaggy Z uh

Caught astonishing head from yo bitch
(Shid) I'd thought bout getting way more
She told me you getting no money
Pussy boi you getting laid off

I stack my bread from day to day
Know that time is what you pay for
She grind on wood to make it last
But you mad at me cuz she hate yours

Kicked her back door in, straight raw shit,
Fuck shoes can't fool with cleats
Ooh she's enthused with me
Messi
Don't mean to ooze the sheets
Call me bestfriend her dawg
But I know she used for chewing meat
But Please excuse the speech
You should've knew, you sleep
Huh
I had to get it off my chest
While getting commas
While it rain it let thunder
I'ma keep counting hunnids

Shoot yo main bitch my number
Knew that she's a bucket
She wanted me all in her stomach
So I'm uppercutting
Left right left right left right
She gave me the green
So I'm squeezing buttons
Red light red light red light
Laser on my Nina, it's gon sing or sum

Talking loud on them conversations you could never comprehend
Leave you 'lone
Leave you in a trench
You's a goofy bitch
Why the fuck these niggas talking out they ass like they with it



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Writer(s): Trevor Austin
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