Schweet Lyrics by ShaSimone (feat. Suspect OTB)
Yo
S I Double
Yeah, uh
Whole lotta trouble, yeah, yo (Whole lotta trouble)
Double the S I M A (Simma)
If they wan’ violate
Shots, head, chest, brain
Do ’em like Luke Cage
These n***** ain’t feeling my pain
Nah we ain’t juggin’ the same
Basmati I come with the grain
Narcotics when I’m on the train
When I pull up there’s no pally pally
There’d be twenty-odd n***** in ballys
And rah, we ain’t here for a rally
For the intel I’m callin’ up Dami
I guarantee that he’ll be sending the addy
I don’t trust none of these bruddas
‘Cause most of these bruddas are ratty
W E E B A (Weebay!)
Nah I ain’t come here to play
I caught you driftin’ bitch boy
Come on, get out my lane
You n***** couldn’t run in this race
You standing there lookin’ like you ain’t been paid
I gave the plug the re’ for 4 and he doubled the weight
I want it all right now and I cannot wait
Done me a bird, came home and I flipped the page
Rackaids on Rackaids, Bandaids on Bandaids
How can I complain? This life that I made
Roll with the boujiest, all of them rude
And nah, they ain’t fucking with you
All of the risk I been taking
When I’m on the move
Leave with gang and I’m rolling with two
Pull up to my avenue
Like Tupac I been had the juice
Couple hittas in the coupe
And none of them dey in ya mood
And I’m where them killers and tugz live
We on a mission to success
We tryna live it like Trump live
Do you up leave you in mad drip
My ex, they been saying I’m toxic
Pull up and I have to pop shit
I cannot tolerate nonsense
Big heart but I got no conscience
This my providence approach with caution, my n***** ain’t got no conscience
Burn that whip you’re in right, now we turn them little ones into orphans
I ain’t vaccinated but the packs are & they gliding right through customs
Flying that work right in from **** & getting’ rid of ’em like abortions
I been patterning
What’s happening?
First round in, Sus come tap me in
They’re tapping out
The end goal it’s all about
I cannot keep count all of the times
Their energy don’t match the mouth
I don’t converse in doubt
My hood, yeah, they know what I’m ’bout
And I’m where them killers and tugz live
We on a mission to success
We tryna live it like Trump Live
Do you up, leave you in mad drip
My ex, they been saying I’m toxic
Pull up and I have to pop shit
I cannot tolerate nonsense
Big heart but I got no conscience
And I’m where them killers and tugz live
We on a mission to success
We tryna live it like Trump Live
Do you up, leave you in mad drip
My ex, my ex they been saying I’m toxic
Pull up and I have to pop shit
I cannot tolerate nonsense
Big heart but I got no conscience
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