Lyrics Devante' Swing - Bigg Fatts , Show Louis

Forty-five
Quarter pound on my shotgun side
Popped some pills
I'm lowkey wide
Grip this grain
& Devante swang on these lames
Sleeping on me
& I'm lowkey tired
Treat running up a check like a contest
Floating down Reed
Four zippers in my armrest
You can ask my plugs
I ain't never broke a promise
Told baby
Don't worry
I got this
Joel Emibiid wit the weed
Trust the process
You knew me way back
I know you see the progress
You need it
& I got it for the profit
Nigga
You know money is the object
Drove foreigns
Them lacs and caprices
Half of the shit you lil niggas be saying
I swear that you tweaking
Or being facetious
I prayed for a way up
Ain't time for playing
Trap stay open
You better believe it
I had to be hard
Cause I came from the cement
Grinding
Pledging this hustle allegiance
Whatever u need
Just pull up and see us
If I don't answer
Then I'm on a call
Shoot me a text
I'll get you correct
Come through
& Shop with your dawg
Whatever you need

Let's run up a check

Come and shop with me
I'm really trying to be your plug
Whatever you need
I got it
Imma show u love
Come and shop with me
I'm really trying to be your plug
Whatever you need
I got it
Imma show u love
Come & shop with me
Everybody eats yeah
Got everything u need
Got it 4 the low too
Come and shop with me
I'm really trying to be your plug
Whatever you need
I got it
I got the lowest fee