Shwaee – SPot Em Lyrics
Artist: Shwaee
Song: SPot Em
Spot em got
Caught the opp we spot em got em
Spot em got em
We caught the opp we spot ’em got ’em, ima make them n***** feel it i got lean inside my body i got perks inside my system, cereal milk inside my lungs i got codine in my liver got the whole club bobbin’ cuz’ they know that i’m that n#gg#
I ran it up now i got me sum’ funds they let me walk in the club wit my gun i’m reppin’ the 7 im a son of a don i got me sum’ glocks wit’ sum’ dicks and sum’ drums
I’m f#ckin’ yo b#tch let that b#tch have some fun when i give ha back i swear that she donе
I don’t want money i just want sum’ love
I got some monеy and you ain’t got none
Ain’t wit’ the b#llsh#t, i ain’t up for the drama
f#ck that b#tchin’ go do that with your mama
Diamonds in the watch i’m chasin’ them commas
I get money do that sh#t for the f#ck of it
Steady tryna’ catch me up with another b#tch
100 times you told me that you done with me
Preaching baby and you preach like a reverend, roll my eyes and then you tell her whateva’
Caught that n#gg# slippin’ i’m right at his mama house
Caught his other patna’ chillin at the waffle house
Finna’ slip up on em’ n#gg# finna’ walk it out
It ain’t no talkin now
b#tch n#gg# betta’ walk it out
We caught the opp we spot ’em got ’em, ima make them n***** feel it i got lean inside my body i got perks inside my system, cereal milk inside my lungs i got codine in my liver got the whole club bobbin’ cuz’ they know that i’m that n#gg#
I ran it up now i got me sum’ funds they let me walk in the club wit my gun i’m reppin’ the 7 im a son of a don i got me sum’ glocks wit’ sum’ dicks and sum’ drums
I’m f#ckin’ yo b#tch let that b#tch have some fun when i give ha back i swear that she done
I don’t want money i just want sum’ love
I got some money and you ain’t got none
Up this glock and im’a bust at whoever
Just cuz’ you know me hoe don’t think that you special
Turn to a demon b#tch i turn to a devil
Ain’t no way that you can get on my level
Runnin’ from me but you know we catch him
You know we gon’ stretch him
Put em on a cross then bless em
You kno we gon bless him (yeah)
I end up wipin his nose (yeah, yeah,)
We wipin his nose now i can not f#ck wit dees hoes (yeeeah yeah}
Can’t f#ck wit dede hoes now (oh}
Dees n#gg#s really be hoes n#gg# be hoes now
No i cannot slow down
Livin so fast i can’t slow down
We caught the opp we spot ’em got ’em, ima make them n***** feel it i got lean inside my body i got perks inside my system, cereal milk inside my lungs i got codine in my liver got the whole club bobbin’ cuz’ they know that i’m that n#gg#
I ran it up now i got me sum’ funds they let me walk in the club wit my gun i’m reppin’ the 7 im a son of a don i got me sum’ glocks wit’ sum’ dicks and sum’ drums
I’m f#ckin’ yo b#tch let that b#tch have some fun when i give ha back i swear that she done
I don’t want money i just want sum’ love
I got some money and you ain’t got none
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Spot Em
Release Year: 2021