Skilla Baby, G Herbo - B'CUZ lyrics

Ayy! Naw, for real where the fuck Swervo at?
Huh? Huh

Tryna catch him in the street and put
His brains right on the curb
I'm with a hundred and fifty steppers
I'm with Swerve
I know felons, I know niggas tellin'
I don't say a word
Man, you gangster killer snitchin'-ass
Niggas got your nerve, huh?
It be the softest niggas talkin' crazy
Blame it on the drugs
I don't go nowhere without my guns
I got 'em in the club
Let me fuck you with my chain on, baby
I'm a thug
Catch an opp on his B day, throw him a party
Mr rugs

Coolin' with some bad shit


Lil' Spanish bitch gettin' out the tub
Tryna see if she can help me
Get 'em cheaper than the plug
If I let you run up sack with me
I did that off thе love
If I trust you walkin' in back of me
Most likely mеan you blood
And if we catch him, then he a casualty
We washin' shit like Dove
I asked lil' bro how many hats he got
Lil' ass threw up a glove
I'm that nigga, I feel like the one
Labels tryna send me a dub
Tryna buy a young nigga pub'
From concrete to Persian rugs

Tweakin' with my niggas
We be spinnin' just because
God, please, forgive us
We been sinnin' just because
We don't need no reason
We gon' kill him just because
They mad because we winnin' and
Still givin' niggas the flux
I fell out with my cousin
I ain't kill him 'cause he blood
Don't mean I ain't paranoid just 'cause
I'm not in the hood
Walked in Daniel Leathers
Bought chinchillas just because
Don't think because I'm rich, I ain't
Gon' blick you if you budge, bitch

I'm still out here spendin' shit and
I'm way more than hood rich
I dare one of my niggas leave
A mission with a full clip
I been tryna chill
But I still will get on some bullshit
I'm lethal with my blick, pffft
That's my switch
Pull up on the side my opps' whip
Do 'em like John Wick
You can't be around the gang if
You ain't never shot shit

My hustle all muscle
So I double this shit like a lick
Let's turn one blick to two
Blicks, we drop three, then go up six
I'm out of town tweakin' with my niggas
'cause I remember when we wasn't shit
I was a wildcard, used to go on hit's
Then post back up in the bricks (What up?)
Like a lumberjack
Got shit with wooden grips
And couple of sticks
And don't question me about nobody
Who ain't with me, that nigga a bitch
(On foenem)

Tweakin' with my niggas
We be spinnin' just because
God, please, forgive us
We been sinnin' just because
We don't need no reason
We gon' kill him just because
They mad because we winnin' and
Still givin' niggas the flux
I fell out with my cousin
I ain't kill him 'cause he blood
Don't mean I ain't paranoid just 'cause
I'm not in the hood
Walked in Daniel Leathers
Bought chinchillas just because
Don't think because I'm rich, I ain't
Gon' blick you if you budge, bitch