Sealin' It Lyrics

These niggas claim they created the swag, but they stealin' it

We ain't squashin' the beef, yuh lil' bitch we ain't sealin' it

In the mufucken coupe, they don't see us we tinted it

I'mma

Grind 'till I win, yuh lil' bitch I won't quit

That fat nigga talk too much, bullets made him fit

We don't care 'bout your racks, we know they counterfeit

In the mall with a Glock in the Alyx tote bag

If that nigga talk on gang, we aim for his back

These niggas claim they created the swag, but they stealin' it

We ain't squashin' the beef, yuh lil' bitch we ain't sealin' it

In the mufucken coupe, they don't see us we tinted it

I'mma

grind 'till I win, yuh lil' bitch I won't quit

That fat nigga talk too much, bullets made him fit

We don't care 'bout your racks, we know they counterfeit

In the mall with a Glock in the Alyx tote bag

If that nigga talk on gang, we aim for his back

Keep talking that hard, leave a tag on your toe

So much racks stuff it up in the Moncler Coat

Your bitch work in my crib as a maid, hope you know

I can't fuck on that bitch I'm too geeked, stupid hoe

That lil' boy tryna be me, he ain't even close

That lil' boy tryna be me, can't fuck with a clone

That lil' boy tryna be me, can't be 2.0

I don't vent in the stu', mix the pain with the coke

Fuck the industry, these niggas switch up for nun'

In the bando, we fuckin' bad bitches for fun

That boy talk 'bout killing, but hasn't held a gun

My shooters came from hell, shoot your bitch in the bum

Go to war with lil' merc, got NewTank in this bitch

Mahn I'm rockin' designer, I attract the fit

How you claiming these racks?

But I never done seen a Van Cleef piece up on your fit