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Schyeah Ayy, Swamp Swamp Izzo (haha) Uh, I can't come to your party, I might come just to hurt you (schyeah) Ridin' in a new body, all of my hos are murderers (schyeah) I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (schyeah) I just bought that Hublot, I ain't scratch the surface (schyeah) Every time we pop out, got them bitches thirsty (schyeah) Pop out, pop (schyeah) Pop out, schyeah (schyeah) Pop, pop Pop, pop (schyeah) Pop out, pop (schyeah) Schyeah All black mag, yeah, all black bags, yeah Break his face, yeah, get him dead, yeah Fuck 'em all, yeah, tat' my face, yeah Eat the pussy, yeah, say my grace, yeah In that brand new Wraith, and it's all red, yeah All my bitches burnt, yeah, they half dead, yeah Off a Perc, yeah, out my shirt, yeah He's a jerk, yeah, been a jerk Model ho, yeah, she dick jerk, yeah I'm a reject, but I'm still turnt, yeah Push the fuckin' dash 'til I see dirt, yeah I can't come to your party, I might go just to hurt ya (schyeah) Ridin' in a new body, all of my hos are murderers (schyeah) I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (schyeah) I just bought that Hublot, I ain't scratch the surface (schyeah) Every time we pop out, got them bitches thirsty (schyeah) Pop out, pop (schyeah) Pop out (schyeah) Pop, pop (schyeah) Pop, pop (schyeah) Pop out, pop (schyeah) Ayy, Swamp What up, baby boy? These fuck niggas ain't learned yet I'm really in this motherfucker with this nigga right now On my mama, haha Pop out Pop
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