Sgpwes - not us lyrics
[Sgpwes - not us lyrics]
Yeahhh (Bitch, haha) oh my god, Wesley
Uh, uh, uh i sip molly
I sip molly i sip molly
Driving through yo' hood with a extended mag
I only beef if it come with a bag
I'm getting money, get more then a grad'
I get it quick, it's making her glad
Heard you bang, so where yo' flag?
Beat his ass, and take his flag
I don't do shit, but make you mad
This nigga gay, he act like a
Look at yo' fit, that shit trash
Hurt yo' feelings, nigga you sad
This yo' bitch?, watch her gag
These niggas be 12, they so flag
Know a White nigga, he calling me Rad
G19, make you step back i got a bag
So why would I walk in the class?
He thought I fell off
They checking the stats
Yeah, she think she a smart bitch
But she just a bad bitch
Niggas in thеy feelings over songs
You a sad bitch
Told that bitch, "Keep crying
I'ma drop you cause that sad shit"
I be wеaring undercover shit, fuck Saks Fifth
Chrome, Rick, Off White
Bet yo' ass I have it
I'm racing to the finish line
But I already passed it
Niggas they my sons, they looking up to me
On my Dad shit
Just because I'm pretty, don't mean shit
It could get tragic
Run down on his ass with 223's
He gone like magic
People they act ignorant and stupid
On that Black shit
I would tell you, "Get yo' big bro"
But he in a Casket
Eliminate yo' ass from Earth and
Hit you with a Hatchet
Hit you with a choppa'
ARP it sound like Opera
Flying through the opp lungs
Sippin' lean, got it from my Doctor
She eat dick, she a Monster
Yea, she wanna top us
Okay cool, but they not us
Uh, uh, uh i sip molly
I sip molly i sip molly
Driving through yo' hood with a extended mag
I only beef if it come with a bag
I'm getting money, get more then a grad'
I get it quick, it's making her glad
Heard you bang, so where yo' flag?
Beat his ass, and take his flag
I don't do shit, but make you mad
This nigga gay, he act like a
Look at yo' fit, that shit trash
Hurt yo' feelings, nigga you sad
This yo' bitch?, watch her gag
These niggas be 12, they so flag
Know a White nigga, he calling me Rad
G19, make you step back i got a bag
So why would I walk in the class?
He thought I fell off
They checking the stats
Yeah, she think she a smart bitch
But she just a bad bitch
Niggas in thеy feelings over songs
You a sad bitch
Told that bitch, "Keep crying
I'ma drop you cause that sad shit"
I be wеaring undercover shit, fuck Saks Fifth
Chrome, Rick, Off White
Bet yo' ass I have it
I'm racing to the finish line
But I already passed it
Niggas they my sons, they looking up to me
On my Dad shit
Just because I'm pretty, don't mean shit
It could get tragic
Run down on his ass with 223's
He gone like magic
People they act ignorant and stupid
On that Black shit
I would tell you, "Get yo' big bro"
But he in a Casket
Eliminate yo' ass from Earth and
Hit you with a Hatchet
Hit you with a choppa'
ARP it sound like Opera
Flying through the opp lungs
Sippin' lean, got it from my Doctor
She eat dick, she a Monster
Yea, she wanna top us
Okay cool, but they not us