Ohgeesy

"Swear To God"

[Chorus: Beno]
Lil' b*tch, shut the f*ck up
I swear to God, I swear to God, you talk too much
And you can't come around 'cause you don't make enough
Lil' baby, yeah, I can't make this up
She like, "Lil' boy, I swear you fake as f*ck"
Lil' b*tch all up on my scene doin' way too much
But I really think this b*tch wanna f*ck
Huh, huh, huh
Trappin', yeah, for some months
I really ran it up, bought a hundred plus
I really ran it up, bought two hundred plus

[Verse 1: GT, Drego & Beno]
I really ran it up f*ckin' with the plug
Pour another four, you don't drink enough
We just popped another seal, we just wakin' up
b*tch, I swear to God, we rich as f*ck
I swear to God, I swear to God, the bag just touched
You have a stash of pros, what you havin', huh?
I seen the whole group, you the baddest one
He gon' f*ck you up if he catch you creepin'
Hold on, we ain't gon' smoke 'til we get past Cleveland

Took her out that BB, put her in that GG
Out there, it's the b*tch, do you love me, Kiki?

Movin' sh*t so fast, you should've seen me
I double back on the bag, should've seen the repeat
These n*ggas waverunnin', f*ckin' up my Yeezys
This b*tch, she want some smoke, I ain't talkin' Riri


[Verse 2: Ohgeesy & Fenix Flexin]
BJs in the PJs
Used to run that sh*t up on the freeway
Now I run that sh*t up in like each state
And you know I mix the Quali with the peach taste
I was just up in Philly like a cheesesteak
And I love thick hoes that get freaky
b*tch, I lay low, like I'm Drakeo
I'm in the D, so I poured it in a Faygo
Used to get it out the b*tch and the yayo
Used to send and receive through the mail
I done really ran it up off that digiscale
And we be with whatever if you couldn't tell
I just poured a pint of red and made another sale
I'ma kill it from behind, I give lil' shawty hell
What the f*ck a b*tch mean tryna say no?
When I just put that b*tch up on the payroll
I been gettin' to this money, not no play dough
Any problem, then we hoppin' out with Dracos
We bustin' your tomatoes, I hit him with the Karo
We givin' n*ggas halos, I'm in and out his main ho
She thicker than some Karo, but I'm tryna f*ck her face though
For real


[Chorus: Beno]
Lil' b*tch, shut the f*ck up
I swear to God, I swear to God, you talk too much
And you can't come around 'cause you don't make enough
Lil' baby, yeah, I can't make this up
She like, "Lil' boy, I swear you fake as f*ck"
Lil' b*tch all up on my scene doin' way too much
But I really think this b*tch wanna f*ck
Huh, huh, huh
Trappin', yeah, for some months
I really ran it up, bought a hundred plus
I really ran it up, bought two hundred plus

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