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[chorus]
(morioh)
why they stealing swag? that sh*t tired (huh, huh)
why they stealing swag? just retire (huh, huh)
why they stealing swag? they some liars
i’m switching up attire, h*llcat, i switch the tires
lol, you tried to wife her (huh, huh)
these hoes gon’ choose whoever they want when you try ’em
make sure that i’ma light up (blah)
you push up to a gun fight looked stupid tryna fight us (huh)
switching up my b*tch [?]
i can’t make the b*tch my bridal
ain’t f*cking with my rival
if it’s smoke with the gang, it make ’em suicidal (blah)
i be with his ho every day, his b*tch is not reliable (huh, huh)
[?] my right hand on the bible (huh, huh, huh)

[verse]
why the f*ck these lames just try to put that sh*t to rest
but they’d rather hate on the gang and show disrespect
it’s okay, i put my mafia, the timepiece on they neck (huh)
she wanna f*ck with gang, boy, she made that obvious (morioh, yeah)
why the f*ck they bite us?
i’m real vampire, we take blood for hire
cannabis and pills, that’s just something i desire
i got swag and [?]
i can’t give that broad the title
and the doors in the whip every time come suicidal
[?] i got sh*t for me for hire
she got wet like a geyser
i put rick and hysteric, b*tch, i look like a biker
and i know his money tired
i got funds in my left and right pocket, hundred k wired
swear i need an assistant to find that truck and find ’em
i can blow your ho a kiss, yeah, then one i could bite her
you want smoke like a gas, since a n*gga, i got lighters (morioh)
[chorus]
why they stealing swag? that sh*t tired (huh, huh)
why they stealing swag? just retire (huh, huh)
why they stealing swag? they some liars
i’m switching up attire, h*llcat, i switch the tires
lol, you tried to wife her (huh, huh)
these hoes gon’ choose whoever they want when you try ’em
make sure that i’ma light up (blah)
you push up to a gun fight looked stupid tryna fight us (huh)
switching up my b*tch [?]
i can’t make the b*tch my bridal
ain’t f*cking with my rival
if it’s smoke with the gang, it make ’em suicidal (blah)
i be with his ho every day, his b*tch is not reliable (huh, huh)
[?] my right hand on the bible (huh, huh, huh)

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