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swear to god - tee grizzley lyrics

[intro: future & tee grizzley]
(wheezy outta here)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, pluto (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
i swear to god
yeah

[chorus: future & tee grizzley]
f*ck your album, sh*t ain’t slappin’ like my mixtape (f*ck your album)
i’m gettin’ saudi arabia money, servin’ oil*based (what’s happenin’?)
rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (pluto)
my b*tch cheat on me, i find out, get her chain sn*tched (woo)
thousand grams on a cuban, bought a few blocks (g7, one hundred)
hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops (g7)
park a ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2pac (let’s get it, grr)
bought a patek for my b*tch, shе signed to death row (let’s gеt it, suge)

[verse 1: tee grizzley]
my b*tch ain’t gon’ cheat unless it’s with a b*tch we brought back home (sheesh)
i ain’t talkin’ clothes with crosses, we all pop out rockin’ chrome (sheesh)
this money sh*t get blown, these b*tches, they get flown and sent back home (sheesh)
drink ’bout this in level two macon, we f*ckin’ it up in rome
all this sh*t i seen, got too much trauma, i need therapy
glock 10 in my pair of thieves, these tennis chains a carat each
my lil’ b*tch, she barely speak, just suck d*ck, can barely breathe
swear to god, i barely beg, but, n*gga, get off my d*ck please (b*tch)
we move like the mob (we on that)
that pressure get applied (at all times)
n*gga play, he dyin’ (what else?)
i swear to god (on me)
my’eisha, she fine (that’s wifey)
guess what else, she mine (come on)
two*fifty on the watch (what else?)
i ain’t never on time (never)
street n*gga from the trenches, swear to god, i made millions (i did)
i went and made that, n*ggas gave you that, b*tch n*gga, it’s a difference (be cool)
n*ggas losin’, we winnin’, want smoke ’cause they in they feelings (f*ck ’em)
one call, i send ’em, swear to god, same night, they spinnin’ (boom)
[chorus: future]
f*ck your album, sh*t ain’t slappin’ like my mixtape (f*ck your album)
i’m gettin’ saudi arabia money, servin’ oil*based (what’s happenin’?)
rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (pluto)
my b*tch cheat on me, i find out, get her chain sn*tched (woo)
thousand grams on a cuban, bought a few blocks (one hundred)
hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops
park a ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2pac (grr)
bought a patek for my b*tch, she signed to death row (suge)

[verse 2: future & tee grizzley]
my b*tch cheat on me, i swear, i might just get her robbed (yeah)
n*ggas like us, f*ck with us, zone 6 the mob (woo)
get you cross*eyed in them trenches, n*gga, i’m a god (swear to god)
you ain’t steppin’ like my lil’ n*gga, i swear to god (swear to god)
kriss vec’s, thirty*five shots, swear to god (swear)
d*gg*n’ hoes like i’m michael, n*gga, i swear to god (michael vick)
billie jean, diamonds dancin’ on me, swear to god (swear)
fettuccine on you, they tearin’ you up, swear to god (swear to god)
got a team full of shooters, n*gga, i swear to god (god)
ain’t gon’ calm these n*ggas down, man, i swear to god (swear to god, woo)
i can’t turn down for nothin’, n*gga, i swear to god (turn up)
i’ma make a billion off finessin’, n*gga, i swear to god (god)

[chorus: future]
f*ck your album, sh*t ain’t slappin’ like my mixtape (f*ck your album)
i’m gettin’ saudi arabia money, servin’ oil*based (what’s happenin’?)
rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (pluto)
my b*tch cheat on me, i find out, get her chain sn*tched (woo)
thousand grams on a cuban, bought a few blocks (one hundred)
hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops
park a ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2pac (grr)
bought a patek for my b*tch, she signed to death row (suge)

- tee grizzley lyrics

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