Lyrics Sbg (Strictly Bout Gwop) - Sbg Tiggy

RT PLUG THE 808
I'm on my right knee left knee
Ask the lord to bless me
I'm strictly bout gwop
That's why my name SBG
I tell you what I'm not A bitch Nigga out here begging please
Up early in the morning
Tryna get the bacon eggs and cheese
Up early when the birdie out there chirping
Bout 5:30 shit
Bro ain't went to sleep cause he a monster
When them Percys hit
They gave my Cuzzo Four to five
Known trapper to serve a lick
Look me in my eyes hoe You know that I'm worth some shit
Look you in yo eyes It's not deceiving
I know you a Bitch
I was born and raised up in Cleveland
We the 216
Came back Black on black
We All ready if it's that
I can't put on GRIEGH the feds Might call the shit a gang attack
GREIGH GANG Coming strapped
You should've knew that hoe
Hella choices that you could've of choice Before we scoop that low
It ain't shit to get shit sparking
You know gang a shoot that hoe
It get hot like a summer day And winter night cold
I'm smoking gas horse power Super charged it's stanky
Make you choke snot come out yo noise you need this hanky
I'm hanging with some mixed big dogs We great danesky's
I'ma legend when I'ma rookie when I step up in the gameski
I'm on my right knee
Left knee ask the lord to bless me
I'm strictly bout gwop
That's why my name SBG
I tell you what I'm not A bitch Nigga out here begging please
Up early in the morning
Tryna get The bacon eggs and cheese
Up early when the birdie out there chirping
Bout 5:30 shit
Bro ain't went to sleep cuz he a monster
When the Percys hit
They gave my Cuzzo four to five
Known trapper To serve a lick
Look me in my eyes hoe
You know that I'm worth some shit
I cook chef Boyardee
My nephew want SRT's (RIPPA)
I can't wait for the day
I hand young Nigga them car keys
Jack in the box We pop out
You working We make you clock out
Now you don't wanna learn yo lesson
Like a high school drop out
Fucking around with ruger
And kil tec what we cop now
Damn this Nigga the feds
I ain't know you was a cop now
I'm steady tripping
But money gone Complete The Mission
Wearing no diamonds Plain Jane
Jewelry naked they skinny dipping
Let them niggas stay in they lane
They swerve in mine then shit get different
Ha
Ha
Ha
Ha
It's funny leave em dead Missing
Pop just like a corkscrew
Have a scale they might just short you
Got em thinking he very intelligent
Know everything like a dork do