Need Those

[Verse 1: GuapFromDaTrap]
Me and the gang on the way to the top
Yeah, that shit don't stop
Pourin' a four of the wock, I'm swervin' a lot
Can't talk to no feds, can't talk to no cops
Snitch on the gang, you could get popped
Calling my phone, be ready to cop
Trap phone ringing, if you cop a weight [?]

[Verse 2: Swervv]
I get to the money, you know I'm gon' get it
I can't fuck with these niggas, can't fuck with these bitches
I cop me a pack and you know I'm gon' flip it
I pour me a four, you know I'm gon' sip it
I'm with PB, you know they some shooters
Ridin' round with the choppa, the ruler
Feel like Lil Uzi, I ride with the Ruger
I want all the diamonds, get them from my Jeweler

[Verse 3: GuapFromDaTrap]
Niggas want beef, but don't want to slide
My niggas is PB, them really my guys
You run up on me? I guess you could try
I'm smoking these Runtz got me stuck in the sky
Remember the days in the trap, playing ceelo
Take what you got, yea nigga I need those

[Verse 4: Swervv]
I'm popping these perkys, lil nigga can't see though
I'm smoking these Runtz, this shit is relief (Uhh)
Can't link at the trap, so you went to the peephole
You niggas is like me, you cannot be me though
I'm like Tony Montana, Imma run up these kilos
If you wanna try me then you faneto
(Yea), riding round with illegal
Lil nigga we cannot be equal
I just wanna live life, peaceful (Yea)
Life is too short to be with all this pain
I will never switch up on my muhfuckin' bands
I just wanna get money, don't get all the fame
Once I get rich I'ma put on the gang
All of my niggas with money, yea we all the same
I'm poppin' these perkys, lil nigga I be going insane
It's either get rich or die trying, that shit never change
I gotta work hard for this shit, cause this shit not a game

[Verse 5: Swervv & GuapFromDaTrap]
Ayy, won't switch on the gang
I don't got no time to waste
I'm on the block everyday
Fresh to the guap like a race
My niggas [?]
I cannot fuck with you lames
See it, I like it, I take
Smoking big dope to the face
All of these drugs, I feel laced
I'm on a road to the fame (Yea)
Can't stop, I'ma keep going hard
Me and my niggas going far
Mama always called me a star
Smoking dope in foreign cars
And I got room, with the stars
Pop me a perc, I'm on mars
I'm stacking up, tryna live large
Fuck y'all, cause y'all really ain't 'bout it
I walk in my home with the percs in my pocket

[Outro: Swervv}
You really some lame ass niggas, man
That's why I count my green, yea
(Get shot up) Fuck nigga talk and get hit with the beam
(Yea) On god