Giuseppe Swag - UnoTheActivist

All of these drugs in my system

All of these bitches on bitches

I got the guns in the kitchen

All of these drugs in the kitchen

All of this mud in the pitcher

All of these bitches remixing

Hold on lil baby let’s get it

Hold on lil baby let’s get it

I feel like Tony Montana, ohh

I feel like Bob with the hammer

These niggas playing

Pussy nigga playing, I leave the lil nigga in slammer

Bitch I might just do the dab

Bitch I might just smoke the gas

Pussy lil nigga, he mad

Pardon my Giuseppe swag

Come with the K, come with the K and I spray

Pussy lil nigga he playing, bet the lil nigga gon' lay

I want my chips, they calling me Frito-Lay

Hey, I want the dope, I need it like andale, andale

Whole lot of ice on my wrist

Damn, look at lil bitch

I come in there with these bricks

They say I look like a lick

Pussy lil nigga get fixed

I feel like Bob the Builder

Smoking Backwoods yelling, «Timber!»

I’ma take off in September

Baby girl know she remember

I introduced you to realness

Dammit I know you gon' feel this

Drinking and shipping No Ceilings

Damn, my bitch she rolling, rolling, rolling

Straight off a pill and, I really just want a million

I really just want a million

Ayy, nigga playing but they know I keep that K

I ain’t slime, but I might just wipe your face

All of these xannies, man, I can’t even feel my face

I’m the man, like, «Hip-Hip Hooray!

All of these drugs in my system

All of these bitches on bitches

I got the guns in the kitchen

All of these drugs in the kitchen

All of this mud in the pitcher

All of these bitches remixing

Hold on lil baby let’s get it

Hold on lil baby let’s get it

I feel like Tony Montana, ohh

I feel like Bob with the hammer

These niggas playing

Pussy nigga playing, I leave the lil nigga in slammer

Bitch I might just do the dab

Bitch I might just smoke the gas

Pussy lil nigga, he mad

Bust down my Giuseppe swag

Whole lotta bitches, a whole lotta drugs

Whole lotta bitches, they all show me love

Whole lotta bitches I cannot show love

These bitches birds, but my bitches doves

Look at my muhfuckin' eyes

Nigga you better think twice

Need to consider your life

Nigga consider your life

Hey, that’s your main bitch

Damn, that’s your main bitch

Damn, I fuck on your bitch

She sucked it she giving me hickies

Damn, I’m feeling so sick

Swear to God, feeling so sick

Damn, this ice on my wrist, I feel like I’m up in December

Ayy, what do you nigga want from me?

Pussy, I said it, I don’t play

Xannies, really I can’t feel my face

I’m the man, like, «Hip-Hip Hooray!

All of these drugs in my system

All of these bitches on bitches

I got the guns in the kitchen

All of these drugs in the kitchen

All of this mud in the pitcher

All of these bitches remixing

Hold on lil baby let’s get it

Hold on lil baby let’s get it

I feel like Tony Montana, ohh

I feel like Bob with the hammer

These niggas playing

Pussy nigga playing, I leave the lil nigga in slammer

Bitch I might just do the dab

Bitch I might just smoke the gas

Pussy lil nigga, he mad

Pardon my Giuseppe swag