#NAWSWEAR lyrics

by

TM88


[Hook: Cap-1]
b*tches on me nah I swear
Pistol on me nah I swear
Pockets swollen nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Foreign cars nah I swear
Foreign broads nah I swear
I want it all nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Feel like I'm the only player
b*tch I'm from the Himalayas
The diamonds shinin' on that Rollie
I'm souping b*tches like [?]
Don Juan, young goldie
This presidential was a 40
That b*tch you love best she know me
That n*gga flexin' probably owe me
Nah for real nah I swear
I did this sh*t by my lonely
I did this sh*t with the homies
Running up a check n*gga stick to the money
I turn these crumbs into bricks
No wonder why these b*tches want me
[Hook: Cap-1]
b*tches on me nah I swear
Pistol on me nah I swear
Pockets swollen nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Foreign cars nah I swear
Foreign broads nah I swear
I wanted all nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Nah for real nah I swear
Rollie on time square
Gucci store clientele
Balenciaga nine pair
I don't want her, I don't need her
I don't love 'em, I freak 'em
n*gga taking note on trappers
Might as well be trapper keepers
Lap dance at the beaches
They ask me why I don't features
I told em I still charge a 100
That probably why I don't features
In certain things you need teachers
In certain games you need bleachers
I told baby girl that I'm 6'5"
It's certain things you ain't reachin'
Chopper on top of the closet
I'm bout to make a deposit
And I'm bout to introduce her
Rocks this is molly, molly this is rocks
I'm coming straight with no consience
I come straight out the apartment
I like to keep my sh*t on me, f*ck all the secret progress
[Hook: Cap-1]
b*tches on me nah I swear
Pistol on me nah I swear
Pockets swollen nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Foreign cars nah I swear
Foreign broads nah I swear
I wanted all nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like the trapper of the year
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Nah for real nah I swear
Feel like I could run for mayor
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