Greatestrappereveryes - Swaggy k zizzle lyrics

[Intro] Aight man... No lengthy intro this time doe man Ya'll know who I am– ya'll know what I do Ya'll know what I do I said ya'll know what I do, what I do It go like dis I got a millie on da motherf**ing track And I know what I'm doing... And I got my dawg to da right of me And I know that I got so much influence Ye, from dem motherf**ing n***as who was living in the streets all day Errbody know I rep dat, all day, so Are you ready for dis? If you think dis was a verse Well no, dis da intro, shoutout to my n***a Jiggaty Bang He's my n***a from the way [Verse 1] Look at this man, I got so much money How do I spend it? Do I look like I'm trynna be funny? No I ain't, I'm in a predicament, and you ain't And you ain't Look at dis cash... how do I spend it? How do I spend it? Yo n***a, I ain't even pretending But I know that I got a couple b**hes n***a! Oh he just said that! In a rap song? Holy sh**– I just f**ed a b**h How she did it on the motherf**ing pole Got a n***a going "god damn! Look at dat hoe!" It was like slow-mo looking at dat a** go bang biggity bang bang Up and down, up and down, like what I wanna do with her in the bed, n***a Recording at 1:44 Put this motherf**ing dick in a frame f** da money and f** da fame I'm already famous and I got a lot of money, n***a Golden retriever, cause I'm golden, and I retrieve, yo I got a b**h and she look pretty nice I'ma put my dick in her, bang her worse, and I don't know how I'd ever do that But I know that I got a lot of money and I put it in a muhfukkin stash And if I try to rap too fast, then I might... I might Hy-per-ventilate And then I f** a b**h pretty hard rice on da a** And you know that I got a lot of lot of lot of da cash And you know I keep that sh** in a secret stash You motherf**ers better not bash But I do it in this rapping And everybody know that I got a lot of motherf**ing people in my way Gotta go in through trap and everybody better sit back *hyperventilating* *incomprehensible* Oh... sh**... I just went off so uh, here's a little extra piece for you, breh It go like dis [Verse 2] I'm in the rhythm, you motherf**ers isn't I got so much money, you motherf**ers living like a peasant I feel like Lil Wayne, why? Cause I'm 6 ft, 7 ft, now 8 ft, 9 ft You motherf**ers in heaven but why? Cause I sprayed you with my Mac-11 Put you in motherf**ing heaven Das why, das why people looking at me I'm da n***a who loving dis sh** Guess what n***a? You da one in da pit You da one who getting tagged; toe-tagged Not like "tag: you're it" Look at me! Look at me! Sagging down below my knees Talking about how I smoke trees And guess what motherf**er? I blow that sh** in the breeze Motherf**er you ain't got no steaze And by "steaze" I mean style with ease Who don't know what I do cause I talking like dis cause I got cheese What da f** you doin? I put you in a basket– laundry You ugly as f**– ugly How da f** I came up wit dat line? I looked at 2Chainz She got a big booty, so I call her "big booty" I'm a bit moody So I shoot you in yo big booty And I don't mean that in a good way That'd be pretty motherf**ing gay You got like a really, really, really fat booty and girls don't like it