PaperPlatoon - The #SWOUP Serengeti lyrics

SCHPARK (x2) Cold k**az, Gorillas We get strung Coke dealers, Gorillas Run these streets Run these streets Cold k**az, Gold dealers Run these streets Run these streets Dope Dealer, Dope Dealers We run these streets Run these streets Smokin' weed we sippin surp Smoke Smokin' weed we sippin surp SWOUP What kind of SWOUP is it you makin' dog?? We never gave a f** about these kids When we be ridin' Smoking on this kusher I be high Got the devil on my back N' a mof**in shotty by my side All my k**az n Platoon gone rise We control the city,like sim city Turn a old town into a sin city f** a old boy, we been gritty We clock em ops, k**a Kel wit me My pistola smokin' n my blunt is Throw up sets till my fingers ain't function f** a b**h, if she ain't cooking lunch yet Have the DA tryin' f** up my junctions Like Now I'm in the hood homey You know I'm strapped Build a "Big L" As I bump "L" tracks Livin' in a jail cell Shout out to ?FLakk? We gone hold you down Till your skinny a** get back k**a now it's on cuz my fam know who snitched We gone get his moms, lil' daughter and his b**h Sneak all yo clothes now we rockin' yo sh** Swag on 5 trill so we make it more sick It's that horse sh** we droppin We "Hedj" fam, meet more coffins Bring that Hitchco*k often I was born alone, homey I'm a die mof**in' mobbin It's Paper Platoon we get this Money, my brother I do hope That you're in heaven Smilin' down on our mother I'm a walk, I'm a march I'm a bleed, I'm a spark I'm a Trap until I die I'm a Rap until I die Forgive me god For I have sinned Got murder on my hand With a burner in a van What the hell this man gone tell my kids God knows. Spark got Problems and my heart shot You catch me out the crib I'll be dodgin' through ??dark spots??