Swamp Meet's the J

Sosa, haha, bitch, dirty money boyz!, yeah bitch
I got them invisible scars, growing up I had to rob just to get on top and try to make it out the block
Sosa aiming at your neck, bitch you got knocked out, I was riding with my pipe out just to catch a opp
Fuck doing that backdoor shit, we on that run down

Love the way the choppa get the ringing that's that gun sound
Bowls steady going through the mitten, we don't need no kitchen
Water whipping, finger itching dirty steamy, hold a clippy
Bust a iffy, catch a iffy, riding down alpine

Granny said i'm a badass, lil' jit granny I play with sticks
Hell cats and scat packs, that's what the cops chase
Bitch I don't need no security, bitch we clutching dracs
Fuck 12 all my life, just like the fucking jakes

Leave a nigga in his place, best believe I beat that case
I smokin' reefer with a creamer, don't try it cause I got my heater
Young nigga I'm a G, riding around with a beam
Hallows hit you now you sleep 40 shots out this k, hit you all up in your face
Band team we all got pape, boy you ducking all our fades

This is checkers this not spades police come we hit the race
007 on the block you pull up you ducking shots, on the west it be hot
You pop in won't make it out, niggas haten on my grind
Watch out I ain't wasting time, lil' bitch on my line
Stop calling all the time, you a bitch get off my dick

Before you get punched in you're shit, clutching a drac watch it hit
You was bluffing you ain't it, stack a dub of a jakes
He got ripped up in his back, 556 ripped up cat
On my life that's a fact, swamp meet j grips the k

Masked up we hit the race, won't see me coming shooting darts
Popped his ass like tony stark, caught him lacking ran his car
You're shorty capping she ain't see it, she like my magic the way she eat it
Watch me beat It, watch me skit it

I got them invisible scars, growing up I had to rob just to get on top and try to make it out the block
Sosa aiming at your neck, bitch you got knocked out, I was riding with my pipe out just to catch a opp
Fuck doing that backdoor shit, we on that run down
Love the way the choppa get the ringing that's that gun sound

Bowls steady going through the mitten, we don't need no kitchen
Water whipping, finger itching dirty steamy, hold a clippy
Bust a iffy, catch a iffy, riding down alpine
Granny said i'm a badass, lil' jit granny I play with sticks

Hell cats and scat packs, that's what the cops chase
Bitch I don't need no security, bitch we clutching dracs
Fuck 12 all my life, just like the fucking jakes



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Writer(s): John Calderon Sosa
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