Intro: [Swave HMG]
Woooo
Yea
Oye Mami
We ain’t gotta count it no more, we weigh that you heard?
Them b don’t want you
Yea Yea
[Verse 1: Swave HMG]
Started Down Below I got my name up
Tally tatted on my arm i ain't no traitor
They ain't believe they treated me like I was made up
This is a different type of leauge what you mean we do it major yeaa
Everything different when u got that paper
I got her face down ass up she know i got my cake up
Getting money my ulermatium smoke dope you kno i bake up
She gonna spend a night im gettin blown when I wake up
Then im done wit you
I feel uncomfortable
I teach her ass a lesson her friend is a subsitute
Dont really got no time to waste so i cut em loose
If any n feel a way tell them bust a move
When i walk in make a statement ho be on me
They on there knees like they praying cus my G O D
Overtime in the feild when i stay OT
I ain’t waving white flags but know i keep that peace
[Chorus: Swave HMG]
Bet I make mine
All day in the field n it’s Gametime [Woahh]
S just ain't the same when you winning
I don’t even know the name to these b
I’m just a N tryna get it
They be Hating cus a Young N Living
S just ain't the same when you winning [Yea]
S just ain't the same when you winning [yea yea]
[Verse 2: $crillah BinLit]
Designer sweater
With the Cuban links
Young king
When I was born
They wrapped me in a mink
All blacc lamborghini
With the butter seats
Amiri denim
And my sneakers
Made by Louii V
I’m in the Yams
Vibing with a little Spanish thing
A n lit
I’m really fire dripping kerosene
It might look light
But it’s heavy tho
I f a b
Until she come
And make her pigeon toed
I bought a hunnid bottles
But I need a couple more
I’m flexing crazy in that foreign
This my coccy flow
I’m smoking gas
These b
Love the marijuana smoke
I blow a bag and hit the dash
I’m yelling adios
And I ain’t playing with these n
Level up again
You gotta pay for my appearance
Ima real n
All these n transperant
These haters gon be mad
When I pull out that McClaren
[Chorus: Swave HMG]
Bet I make mine
All day in the field n it’s Gametime [Woahh]
S just ain't the same when you winning
I don’t even know the name to these b
I’m just a N tryna get it
They be Hating cus a Young N Living
S just ain't the same when you winning [Yea]
S just ain't the same when you winning [yea yea]
Woooo
Yea
Oye Mami
We ain’t gotta count it no more, we weigh that you heard?
Them b don’t want you
Yea Yea
[Verse 1: Swave HMG]
Started Down Below I got my name up
Tally tatted on my arm i ain't no traitor
They ain't believe they treated me like I was made up
This is a different type of leauge what you mean we do it major yeaa
Everything different when u got that paper
I got her face down ass up she know i got my cake up
Getting money my ulermatium smoke dope you kno i bake up
She gonna spend a night im gettin blown when I wake up
Then im done wit you
I feel uncomfortable
I teach her ass a lesson her friend is a subsitute
Dont really got no time to waste so i cut em loose
If any n feel a way tell them bust a move
When i walk in make a statement ho be on me
They on there knees like they praying cus my G O D
Overtime in the feild when i stay OT
I ain’t waving white flags but know i keep that peace
[Chorus: Swave HMG]
Bet I make mine
All day in the field n it’s Gametime [Woahh]
S just ain't the same when you winning
I don’t even know the name to these b
I’m just a N tryna get it
They be Hating cus a Young N Living
S just ain't the same when you winning [Yea]
S just ain't the same when you winning [yea yea]
[Verse 2: $crillah BinLit]
Designer sweater
With the Cuban links
Young king
When I was born
They wrapped me in a mink
All blacc lamborghini
With the butter seats
Amiri denim
And my sneakers
Made by Louii V
I’m in the Yams
Vibing with a little Spanish thing
A n lit
I’m really fire dripping kerosene
It might look light
But it’s heavy tho
I f a b
Until she come
And make her pigeon toed
I bought a hunnid bottles
But I need a couple more
I’m flexing crazy in that foreign
This my coccy flow
I’m smoking gas
These b
Love the marijuana smoke
I blow a bag and hit the dash
I’m yelling adios
And I ain’t playing with these n
Level up again
You gotta pay for my appearance
Ima real n
All these n transperant
These haters gon be mad
When I pull out that McClaren
[Chorus: Swave HMG]
Bet I make mine
All day in the field n it’s Gametime [Woahh]
S just ain't the same when you winning
I don’t even know the name to these b
I’m just a N tryna get it
They be Hating cus a Young N Living
S just ain't the same when you winning [Yea]
S just ain't the same when you winning [yea yea]
( Swave HMG )
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