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swap - g$ lil ronnie lyrics

[intro: peso peso]
six*seven what it do, fool
splash
drip, drip, splash
the university
aye
ha*ha, the university

[verse 1: peso peso]
ooh, i’m in the trap with all of these racks, like a young n*gga playin’ tennis
iwas fifteen with a triple beam, i was servin’ junkies, standin’ in the kitchen
i’m just tryna make you n*ggas get it
we was out robbin’ n*ggas on christmas
n*gga say he got a play for a fifty k, n*gga, come on with it
walk in the building with the k on
lay up in your bushes, we gon’ wait on
walk a n*gga down with the stick, suspect list have my face on it
n*ggas start beef, then they get to tellin’
send a hit quick like a text message
and i can overnight the pack, but i rather two*day sh*t when i mail it
catch a n*gga lackin’ at the light, shot the n*gga at the intersection
n*ggas go to jail with no bail, and they start singin’ like they john legend
i’m in the trap with a mac*11
i was sellin’ crack rocks to mac and daddy
oh, you want me to weight you up a seven?
hold on, give me one second
[verse 2: g$ lil ronnie]
ayy, ayy, i’m in the slums real heavy
countin’ money ’til my palms get sweaty
sippin’ syrup make it hard to keep steady
b*tch, i’m lil ronnie, i’ll serve you like jeffrey
trash bag stuffed a hundred and hefty
ayy, f*ck with my n*ggas, you know it get deadly
b*tch, me and yizzle like boosie and webbie
i been on that yeti since ed, edd & eddy
you say that you want it like seven, hold on
b*tch, don’t hit me ‘less you ready, don’t prolong
your b*tch in the back in the hoe, don’t try to pop up, try no trick ’cause got none of that goin’ on
pack touch down and it’s already gone
f*ck a job, i was trappin’, gettin’ rich off performin’
f*ck savin’ up dough, when i get it, it’s blown
lil’ scammin’ ass hoe got me flyer than a drone
got wock, got bottles of the snot, same color as the codeine
been d*gg*n’ my b*tch, she think i’m so wrong
i been trappin’ all night, makin’ bite after bite like a n*gga can’t go home
i might hit you in the morn’
blow money on promethazine like a dope fiend, throw money on rock
only thing that i keep is my knots
throw away b*tches like my glocks
either or, we can swap

- g lil ronnie lyrics

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