Swear to God (feat. Future) (Explicit)

Swear to God (feat. Future) (Explicit) - Tee Grizzley

Lyrics by：Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr./Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn/Wesley Tyler Glass

Produced by：Wheezy

Wheezy outta here

Wheezy outta here

Wheezy outta here

Wheezy outta here

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah Pluto

I swear to God

Yeah

Yeah

**** your album **** ain't slappin'

Like my mixtape **** 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 ***** cheat on me I find out get her

Chain snatched

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 ***** she signed to

Death Row

Let's get it Suge

My ***** ain't gon' cheat unless it's with a

***** we brought back home Sheesh

I ain't talkin' clothes with crosses we all pop out

Rockin' Chrome Sheesh

This money **** get blown these ******* they get flown

And sent back home Sheesh

Drink 'bout this in level two Macon we

******* it up in Rome

All this **** I seen got too much

Trauma I need therapy

Glock 10 in my Pair of Thieves these

Tennis chains a carat each

My lil' ***** she barely speak just

Suck d**k can barely breathe

Swear to God I barely beg but nigga

Get off my d**k please *****

We move like the mob

We on that

That pressure get applied

At all times

Nigga 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 nigga from the trenches swear to God

I made millions I did

I went and made that niggas gave you that *****

Nigga it's a difference

Be cool

Niggas losin' we winnin' want smoke

'Cause they in they feelings **** 'em

One call I send 'em swear to God

Same night they spinnin' Boom

**** your album **** ain't slappin'

Like my mixtape **** your album

I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money servin'

Oil-based

What's ha

Rob a rapper and say my name get his chain back

Pluto

My ***** cheat on me I find out get her

Chain snatched

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 *****

She signed to Death Row Suge

My ***** cheat on me I swear

I might just get her robbed

Yeah

Niggas like us **** with us Zone 6 the mob

Woo

Get you cross-eyed in them trenches nigga

I'm a God Swear to God

You ain't steppin' like my lil' nigga

I swear to God Swear to God

KRISS Vec's thirty-five shots swear

To God Swear

Doggin' h*es like I'm Michael nigga

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 nigga

I swear to God God

Ain't gon' calm these niggas down man

I swear to God Swear to God woo

I can't turn down for nothin' nigga

I swear to God Turn up

I'ma make a billion off finessin' nigga

I swear to God God

**** your album **** ain't slappin'

Like my mixtape **** 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 ***** cheat on me I find out

Get her chain snatched

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 ***** she

Signed to Death Row Suge