Top Songs By Live Sswindle

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Deatuan A Drummond
Deatuan A Drummond
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SunStar Drummond
SunStar Drummond
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Mm Mmmm (Swindledat) SWINDLE DAT We keep it realer Yeah realer than most That nigga faking that's all he know (That nigga faking that's all he know) Yeah We keep it realer Yeah realer than most Jump off a jet and I hop in a ghost Jump off a jet and I hop in a ghost We keep it realer Yeah realer than most That nigga faking that's all he know Heard I got money I know Heard that comin' for me that's a joke I hit the treasure chest and get the gold Just put a Panamera on the road My diamonds wet I got drip to my toe These niggas ain't shit i can tell that they know That We keep it realer Yeah realer than most I Jump off a jet and I hop in a ghost That two tone Patek ima need me like four I used to kick doors for the bread with the toast Say I do to much but that shit ain't my fault Got ice like a meta put me in a vault I'm living way better but let money talk Keep it real in the street Nigga fuck what you thought Nigga SwindleDat hit that lick that flip that Nigga I done did that back then I got drip with a stick It fafafa when i hit Cause these niggas tryna live off my back ends And we scream fuck Supreme Louie V to my feet got Buscemis I'm locking my passion When you ballin' they start the harassing Get a check and I gotta go cash it Can't fuck up a package I pull up with rayted Star Close the door make a movie we rated R I'm the life of the party don't play the bar Can't get in with my tool ima play the car I'm too rich for a need If i want it I'm picking up three On they neck like lock on my feet Ima beast in the street My bitch she a beast in the sheets Niggas talk but ain't ride for no beef Got red paint on the car like I'm lighting McQueen Put baguettes on my nigga that stand with a beam Got bitches & bottles let's pop 23 When I pull up they follow its time to proceed (Yeah) Had money before all the streams (Yeah) Chase dollars cause I cannot dream Jump off a rocket then fly with my wings If I am the prince how you think you the king But We keep it realer Realer than most Jump off a jet Hop in a ghost Two tone Patek Need me like four Used to kick doors for the bread with the toast Say I do to much but shit ain't my fault Got ice like a meta put me in a vault Backed out the Audi bought my bitch a lotus For all of my life it's one thing that I notice That We keep it realer Yeah realer than most That nigga faking that's all he know Heard I got money I know Heard that coming for me that's a joke I hit the treasure chest and get the gold Just put a Panamera on the road My diamonds wet I got drip to my toe These niggas ain't shit i can tell that they know That We keep it realer Yeah realer than most I Jump off a jet and I hop in a ghost That two tone Patek ima need me like four I used to kick doors for the bread with the toast Say I do to much but that shit ain't my fault Got ice like a meta put me in a vault I'm living way better but let money talk Keep it real in the street Nigga fuck what you thought I Rock buscemi by most hated by many men When you see me you better be ready then I like bitches with booty and melanin Get the toolie I ain't never hesitant No codeine this weed my medicine 33 in this bitch ima let it rip My OG told me don't let em in You gon see how them niggas be treacherous Diamonds on float Chandelier bring out the gold Keep a bad bitch on all fours Gun next to me if they kick in the door I don't want want no smoke I want the chicken with some provolone I put givenchy all up on my toe My bezel rocky Sylvester Stallone Big dog ain't no poodle or pup She gon do what she want make her move for them bucks Try yo luck I'm smooth in the clutch don't do too much ima shoot ya shit up Spazz on a track hit you right in ya back foreal All you lil niggas just cap Light up my wrist now her face in my lap Might take a trip to Jamaica with racks Think you a shotta lil nigga ain't got it Move outta pocket we runnin' your pockets Bitch I'm the topic they want me to stop it You know how I'm rocking don't give me a problem Starway shit smoking a spliff Laughing at niggas who think ima slip So don't even trip I'm holding my head but one of these niggas might really be clipped We keep it realer Yeah realer than most That nigga faking that's all he know Heard I got money I know Heard that coming for me that's a joke I hit the treasure chest and get gold Just put a Panamera on the road My diamonds wet I got drip to my toe These niggas ain't shit i can tell that they know That We keep it realer Yeah realer than most I Jump off a jet and I hop in a ghost That two tone Patek ima need me like four I used to kick doors for the bread with the toast Say I do to much but that shit ain't my fault Got ice like a meta put me in a vault I'm living way better but let money talk Keep it real in the street Nigga fuck what you thought
Writer(s): Deataun Gousse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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