​swear to god lyrics

[Intro]
Going through my bands, I swear, I swear, I swear to God
I can't tell the even from the odd, it's gettin' hard
Lookin' at the stars, I take the ceiling off my car
One that's makin' fun of me, they drive a push to start
(C-C-C-C-C-Cuff your chick, It's the gang)
(Yeah, Pl-Pl-Plugg, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I been tryna get out of the picture
I heard you mad, because my pockets getting bigger (Yeah)
And you can't stick to the scripture (Ha)
But I guess that we can't all be winners
I'll—I'll bring a bag home before dinner (Yeah)
If they're watchin', then I swear I'm not a sinner
b*tch, I'm not a babysitter, I can't listen to these kids
You complain about my voice, so we gon' put him in the mix
And they up in my DMs 'cause they ain't heard no sh*t like this
Before, I guess they want some more
I'm tryna have a chat
To the people that be copyin', you can't run away with that
I, I can't double back
Say that I might get you, but it's not like that
What you do in seven days (Ho-Ho-Holy sh*t)
I'ma do in twenty-four (Pl-Plugg) hours in a f*ckin' day
I can't waste time any more
If you hear a f*ckin' noise, know we knockin' down your door
Yeah, I'm tryna see some brains (Spreaded all around the floor)
And I heard you like to talk about some sh*t that didn't happen
Y-Y-You say you love action, but you're really passive
Yeah, not good at math, but know a lot about subtraction
I'm the one that's adding though-ough, today
[Chorus]
Going through my bands, I swear, I swear, I swear to God
I can't tell the even from the odd, it's gettin' hard
Lookin' at the stars, I take the ceiling off my car
One that's makin' fun of me, they drive a push to start
Go-Go-Going through my bands, I swear, I swear, I swear to God
I can't tell the even from the odd, it's gettin' hard
Lookin' at the stars, I take the ceiling off my car
One that's makin' fun of me, they drive a push to start

[Bridge]
(Yeah)
Had to turn it up (Okay, go)
Walk in with my family in the club
No, we don't give a f*ck (Yuh)
We're too busy gettin' money up
And they tryna f*ck it up
I know lots of people that be tryna f*ck it up
I don't want your love
Hop up on the stage and they all go nuts

[Verse 2]
Tryna see it, I'm just tryna see it
I'm just tryna see you, make sure that we're even
Got a lot up on my mind, I want you to see it
Double text me every time, swear to God y'all geekin'
Okay, like, go, go, go, go
I don't wanna take no photos
I'm wearin' Chrome to the face though
I'm takin' four, four, four, fours
Talking that sh*t, know he gon' miss
I hit up Saks, b*tch, I'm with Lei
Going out sad, go out sad for a b*tch
Can't go out sad, walk with a stick (Okay, yeah)
[Outro]
I could never lack right now
Do it all to leave this town
I keep walkin' upside down
Eyes on me when you're around
Because I can't tell the difference between fake and real
If you tryna f*ck me up, you lose your appeal
Bro, don't tell me how to feel
Tell apart the fake from you