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letra de need those - swervv

[verse 1: guapfromdatrap]
me and the gang on the way to the top
yeah, that sh-t don’t stop
pourin’ a four of the wock, i’m swervin’ a lot
can’t talk to no feds, can’t talk to no cops
snitch on the gang, you could get popped
calling my phone, be ready to cop
trap phone ringing, if you cop a weight [?]

[verse 2: swervv]
i get to the money, you know i’m gon’ get it
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, can’t f-ck with these b-tches
i cop me a pack and you know i’m gon’ flip it
i pour me a four, you know i’m gon’ sip it
i’m with pb, you know they some shooters
ridin’ round with the choppa, the ruler
feel like lil uzi, i ride with the ruger
i want all the diamonds, get them from my jeweler

[verse 3: guapfromdatrap]
n-ggas want beef, but don’t want to slide
my n-ggas is pb, them really my guys
you run up on me? i guess you could try
i’m smoking these runtz got me stuck in the sky
remember the days in the trap, playing ceelo
take what you got, yea n-gga i need those

[verse 4: swervv]
i’m popping these perkys, lil n-gga can’t see though
i’m smoking these runtz, this sh-t is relief (uhh)
can’t link at the trap, so you went to the peephole
you n-ggas is like me, you cannot be me though
i’m like tony montana, imma run up these kilos
if you wanna try me then you faneto
(yea), riding round with illegal
lil n-gga we cannot be equal
i just wanna live life, peaceful (yea)
life is too short to be with all this pain
i will never switch up on my muhf-ckin’ bands
i just wanna get money, don’t get all the fame
once i get rich i’ma put on the gang
all of my n-ggas with money, yea we all the same
i’m poppin’ these perkys, lil n-gga i be going insane
it’s either get rich or die trying, that sh-t never change
i gotta work hard for this sh-t, cause this sh-t not a game

[verse 5: swervv & guapfromdatrap]
ayy, won’t switch on the gang
i don’t got no time to waste
i’m on the block everyday
fresh to the guap like a race
my n-ggas [?]
i cannot f-ck with you lames
see it, i like it, i take
smoking big dope to the face
all of these drugs, i feel laced
i’m on a road to the fame (yea)
can’t stop, i’ma keep going hard
me and my n-ggas going far
mama always called me a star
smoking dope in foreign cars
and i got room, with the stars
pop me a perc, i’m on mars
i’m stacking up, tryna live large
f-ck y’all, cause y’all really ain’t ’bout it
i walk in my home with the percs in my pocket

[outro: swervv}
you really some lame ass n-ggas, man
that’s why i count my green, yea
(get shot up) f-ck n-gga talk and get hit with the beam
(yea) on god

- swervv

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