sweizy pot scrapper Lyrics

I'm Mr. Bitch Slayer, Mr. Get Paper Droppin' all this crack, R.i.P. the Mayor

Mr. No Favors, Mr. Fuck a hater You ain't talkin' money, Mr. See you later

Fuck a bitch, then I call a Uber Nigga dissin', I'ma call the shooters, Got fat shit nigga like ruban

Send you to the Lord, nigga, hallelujah

I fucked a lot of bitches, no diddy My money long, no diddy

I love my niggas, no diddy Shout out to Quilly, no diddy

I don't even know them niggas, I was never cool with em

Man, them niggas been bitches, I done went to school with em

Took a flight out to Tulum, my room it had a pool in it

Hollows in his fuckin' Glock, I know what to do with it

I done ran my money up, I was on a paper chase

Niggas know the summer mine, bitch, I feel like Babyface

Killin' all these niggas beats, I might catch a fuckin' case

Swear I love a freaky bitch, let me bust all on her face

Livin' like a bachelor, feelin' like I'm Hugh Heff

Bitch, you know my trap boomin', r.i.p. . to Lil neff

Keep them blues face-to-face, like we at a face-off

Two bitches, me and EK at the new loft

I'm Mr. Count them hunts, Mr. Never Running

Mr. Keep Thumbin', Mr. Stay Stuntin

I'm Mr. Take a Trip, Mr. Take your bitch

Mr. Keep it on my hip

So many dogs around, they might call Peta

I was fucked up for a minute when I lost my best eater

Been that nigga for a decade, I'm tryna hit a parlay

Young niggas ride free cars, hitting niggas in broad day