looklook! - DOWNTIME, Swerzie

Bitch, hold my bags

I ain’t talkin' 'bout no Apple when I’m in this bitch with Macs

White G Fazos, I don’t shop no Saks

I’m finna kick yo' door in and take all your racks

I don’t give a fuck about no god damn flag

You see me care?

I shoot at everybody’s ass

I went from writin' songs up in my fuckin' class

To chargin' $ 1500 for a verse in cash, lil' bitch

Hol' up, wait

I keep them diamonds locked up in my safe

'Cuz these hoes might come over to scope out my place and dudes runnin' my crib

while she’s giving me face

Hold up, wait

Know that that Glock is equipped on my waist

Strap a dick to my gun like it’s female and gay

And I shoot like a backpain and make you go lay

Hold up

We finna do you like Fortnite 360 no-scope

Then I’m takin' the shit that you muhfuckin' own

Hit a lick on your straps, your possession, and soul

Hold up

Wait, don’t go talk all that shit then go hit up my phone like you tryna link

up, I’ma tell yo ass no

Or a yes but I’ll set yo ass up like a hoe

You need to do better when you send me a feature

'Cuz I’m gettin' money, therefore I am getting meaner

Darby in this bitch, he almost gave your boy a seizure

Million-dollar beats, that’s all we makin' over here, yuh

Ref Simons I’m steppin, in New York like 9/11, kill you all like 9/11,

shout out Millie, Bobby Brown

To-to-totin' on that weapon

I’ma send you up to heaven

Have your whole life disconnected, if I’m rotten, you talk down

Uh, but shout out the hoes and my groupies, aye

She thought that my dick, that my toolie, aye

My pipe make her quiet like movies, aye

Dick have her sleep, you would thought she got roofied, aye

My team either Rotten or Uzi, aye

Some ghosts in this bitch is what you see, aye

I’m tryna get Teslas, that two-seat, aye

So I don’t do shit for free, don’t be stupid, aye

Bitch, skrt, aye, look look, look look, look look

Bitch, skrt, aye, look look, look look, look look