Correction Lyrics Look by Supa Bwe

Featuring(s) : Qari

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Lyrics

[Supa Bwe]
(Ooo, Sup)
Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup-Supa (Here's Jimmy!)
Woo-woo-woo, ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo, Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup

[Supa Bwe]
I'm off two thirties, that's a perc-sixty
These is new Fazos, cost me $150
Niggas lookin' out the side of they face, shifty
Shift that nigga face, uh, with this f*cking .50
I'ma pop, pop, pop, pop, niggas don't want drama
Don't want mop, mop, mop, mop, I got f*ckin' sticks
Ain't talking chop, chop, chop, chop, choppa on this bitch
I wet the block, block, block, block, bawk, bawk, bawk

Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole

[Qari]
Holy Quran, the tip of my tongue
These niggas be lyin', they takin' too long
I'm watchin' 'em die as quick as they come
One at a time, you only live once
I'm smokin' Lebron, might give up a lung
Killin' some time? You killin' my vibe
This shit on my mind is fillin' my cup
Bitch, I'm too high to chill
Can't get this high with a pill
Can't get this high with a deal
Look at my eyes, "Eye of the Tiger", for real
I kill a giant and peel, sign it and seal
They gotta try to be real, look like they tryna get killed
Buffalo Bill, kill all these niggas, for real
That's how you king of the hill

Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this f*cking burner phone

Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look—"

[Qari & Supa Bwe]
Earthquakes when I come awake, levitate, karma comin', never late
Hide the body, great escape, Masarati, demonstrate
Kamikaze with my niggas, spread the bread and marmalade
Tiger to a tardigrade, yeah, I smoked a thousand blunts yesterday (Ayy!)

[Supa Bwe]
Off a pint of Remy, Ecstacy and women
Tall, short, skin 'em, give that bitch the fitness
Niggas know the business, can't go for the bag
f*ck it, I'ma risk it, give that boy the fitness
Hope the p*ssy worth it, hope it's worth it
'Cause I flew her out to get, she feel like it's Christmas

[Qari & Supa Bwe]
Dirty money when I do the dishes
On the west side with the dirty smith and'
She was blowin' kisses, 'cause I'm blowin' money
I'm a Super Saiyan, nigga, goin' monkey
I'm the lizard king, Reptile, Godzilla dreams with the guillotine
Smoke dope like nicotine, niggas in they feelings, I don't feel a thing
(Ayy!)

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