Suspects lyrics

[Verse 1: Rob $tone]
Yuh, hit my pinnacle, I'm eatin' up like dinner rolls
Yuh, I'm the friend that's used to f*ckin' on your Twitter boo
Damn, keep the swisher too, I roll a wood like what it do
Smash, and I'm runnin' through your f*ckin' town without the roof
My cup be tippin', drippin' but I'm winnin' so it's f*ck it
Oops, these b*tches didn't get it when I said that if you with it
(?) I'm in it too, my denims too
Eat bubblegums for dinner, too
Think I bumped noggin', got a problem I'ma clear the room
Came out the womb thuggin', I'm a stone cold stunna
Bet a fat b*tch love me, gettin' guapa for the burger
f*ck that sh*t you heard, it's still that n*gga slurrin' words up
I could see you check this winner, I could splurge all through the summer
n*gga move, b*tch move, n*gga move, clear the room
Trippin', paranoia
Hope my mind could stay in order
I don't wanna cause this order, when they try to leak this order n*gga move

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Spooks]
Aye, b*tch, I swah swah, I'm with yo' b*tch okay
Aye, I told her break it down like Ronald Reagan
Aye, I told her "Lady, hey, now by the way we cannot f*ck, I hit my swah with my lemonade"
Aye, she break it down and then I smoke it up
b*tch, I'm lookin' for that cash, no not no double cups
Aye, she tell me "Spooky, give me all your love"
I told her "b*tch, I want no love I want some f*ckin' grub"
Cause everywhere I f*ckin' go I get a lot of love
And I might be with yo' b*tch and yeah she roll my woods
And you cannot live this life, but hoe you wish you could
I was bored all through high school, I never understood
b*tch, pick up ya f*ckin' face, I know you wanna look
I'ma pimp out with my squad, b*tch, just like how I should
Yeah I get it how I live it, hoe, I'm livin' good
Rich as f*ck is comin soon, yeah yo' man hate me too
[Outro: Spooks]
Aye, aye, swah, swah, swah
Aye, aye, get yo' muthaf*ckin' swah up
Aye, you ain't swahin', you ain't swahin', bruh
You ain't know 'bout the muthaf*ckin' swah swah, bruh