Letra Never See Me Again? - Swae Lee
Jack Daniels in my hand, I don't do percs need xan
Think yo baby mama is a fan, lame niggas scram
Yo bitch miss Piggie goin' ham
Don't make her bo peep when she hop up in that Lamb
Niggas in the street don't give a hoova dam
But I like a Hoosier I'm a rooster for the fam
Used to be a loser, now I'm worth a hundred grand
Not here for the f*** shit, check isn't up
It ain't up fo' discussion
We rollin' blunts, they like 12 32
Its 4:30 now, what the f*** I'mma do with like all of these blunts and
Smokin' weed till I don't know where the sun is
Me and myself and I mean what the f*** shit
Drugs is like all that I f*** with
And all of these bad bitches love it
And know that the good got the label
Good gas good gas know that I blow it
If you got a pro'lem, ni*** say it!
Othawise, muthafucka, don't show it!
And I swear to god inner light(?)
Karina if it's poppin' ho
But if you wanna go fo' it
Green light, it's a fuckin' go
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2
I just need a fuckin' bitch to put the shag on
Then I'll be someone that you can turn your back on
I'll hypnotize you early in the AM
Swear you'll never hear from me again
What's up haters, tell me how have you been?
I haven't seen your face since I was a kid
Say lil fam, oh, he's ahead of the rest
I don't do nothin' that I'm gonna regret
I know somebody's been lookin' for me
I know somebody's been by my money machine
I found a band in my washin' machine
And they only playin' Washington's
I'm on the shroom, soon the room is going zoom zoom
This that new school, straight out the lagoon, doom
Man, I count the fuckin' cake like I'm an ex con
Lamborghini, wax off, chop, wax on
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2
Five iPhones trappin' at once
I need some five iPhones trippin' at once
And I got two bad bitches kissin' each other
And they don't even know what the f*** they even want
They want, have fun with a young rich ni***
They wanna, have fun with a young rich ni***
Luckily, I'm a young rich ni***
And I need some bad bitch and told her come with ni***
Know nothin bout the room, only who went wit us
Gotta big ass room in the back of the villa and I'm packing the killa
Few girls, couple black and the rest of em manilla
Got some cups we can fill up
And i don't wanna know her
I Just wanna feel her
You gon f*** and forget her, it ain't nothin i figure
Cause when i wake up, probably won't give a f***
I dont fuc*** remember, like fuc*** remember
And, uhh. jack daniels in my hand
Now I'm on perks, f*** xans
Tell the muhfucka I'm the man
Sink that, off bat, ni*** know that, understand
They watching me like.... like a ni*** on demand
True story, I ain't playin'
F*** a motherfucka, he was saying understand
[Hook: Swae Lee] x 2