and I’m still mobbin wit my niggas bruh.
That’s why they don’t like us rollin deep to the club nigga,
fuck ya club nigga!
Wherever I’m at is the club nigga, suck a dick
Swag Swag
ASAP.
[Verse 1]
Toot that shoot that glock nine,
Jiggy nigga I’m bout mine,
pinky ring and my watch shine,
yo bitch callin my hotline.
Wide buggy look cockeyed,
big pockets sit lopside,
talk studpid get your mouth wired,
we bout it bout it and rowdy huh.
Bitches all on my jock huh,
pretty nigga might stop time,
told yall young niggas runnin shit,
including red lights and stop signs.
Asap niggas on the scene ha,
young trill niggas on my team ha,
servin fiends ha, bitches scream ha,
see the beam ha, its the ninaa.
[Chorus]
Rocky where you been,
I’ve been thuggin wit my team hoe. [x4]
[Verse 2]
My trunk shake, and my paint spill,
Chrome [?] with the grain wheel.
Puss pussy niggas they ain’t tril,
and we toast to ricky cause he ain’t chere.
A couple bad bitches everyday chill,
so much snow you need a reindeer,
thuggish ruggish like st. clair,
trill bitches want to hop up on the thang yeaa.
[Chorus]
A young nigga, a young blood,
a mane don’t let these niggas box you in my nigga
