Yeah,
this song right here is for those go-getters out there.
You know what I mean?
There's * out there that we want in life,
but the only way we gonna get it is if we go get them.
You know what I mean?
We gotta go get the * though to get it.
That's the only way we gonna get it.
So this song right here is for those go-getters.
It's funny how these bitches love to hit me.
I'm off of bitches from above come and take me.
So why should I have * like my lady?
We only got one life to ride with, right baby?
Keep thinking sweet, I can't eat, so take me.
Me and fleek can't sleep, no sleep lately.
And I'mma be that bitch y'all thought wouldn't be.
It's Swift Snap for those of y'all who couldn't see.
I'mma give a quick breakdown for ya.
I live no dick, I stay down for ya.
It's me and my clique, we make frowns of clowns
before brick the tape out of town for browns.
You gotta do you always for survival
and not everybody views the ways of the Bible.
So for that there, what's kept is a full pound.
On streets,
niggas dead,
next step is going down.
Ain't need more to get the cash, it's a go.
It's the code of life to stash a dough.
The role of money is pressure flow.
Niggas go for tummy who flash the show.
Ain't need more to get the cash, it's a go.
It's the code of life to stash a dough.
The role of money is pressure flow.
Niggas go for tummy who flash the show.
My parents is sweet, but with a bit of flavor.
There's clearance with my heat,
I got more braver.
Been around work for spliffs since young one.
Again, niggas work no myth on my younger.
And I'm in this *, it's all bad.
Offend, miss when I just hit and jet.
I'm to a point where it's me and nothing more.
My niggas dead and one joint,
but I'm stuntin' for Paul.
I gotta take the ball world to the world.
Only money I chase, any swirl to a mill.
Life can't always be Paris and then Hilton.
Fake niggas ways is to labyrinth, I'm silkin'.
Gotta put * where I can for gravin'.
Stop the cookin' with men who buy shadin'.
But close the head and stay neat and gravin'.
And slump wars all year long, street nappin'.
Ain't need more to get the cash, it's a go.
It's the code of life to stash a dough.
The role of money is pressure flow.
Niggas go for tummy who flash the show.
Ain't need more to get the cash, it's a go.
It's the code of life to stash a dough.
The role of money is pressure flow.
Niggas go for tummy who flash the show.
I move around like my skinny frame hurt.
Too much to lose, so my semi ain't a merc.
Like *'s the ooze,
so give him brain till I burp.
Too many you's,
so niggas live and came for work.
Don't need to explain how I got on this cheddar.
This weed had me maintain when I was redder.
Motherfuckers I let go, didn't know break time.
But this dough I now fluff to keep mine.
My mentalities play old, but the body young.
Potential way past gold,
but got hotty with just fun.
It's only the strong survive when it's street law.
Not bony for long, I'm live til I eat no law.
Niggas phony word on this song, so be wise.
I'm only verb, she sing song that applies.
It's homies you ain't heard,
no ding dong with guys.
My * for you, so need the ringtone, go buy.
Ain't need more to get the cash, it's a go.
It's the call to life to stash your dough.
The roll with money, it's crash or flow.
Niggas want for tummy, won't flash the show.
Ain't need more to get the cash, it's a go.
It's the call to life to stash your dough.
The roll with money, it's crash or flow.
Niggas want for tummy, won't flash the show.