Hit the bitch like I'm rocky then I kick her out the door like I'm rock lee
Have my goons up in ya lobby baby girl we don't run trains we run trolleys
Draped in New Versace
Bustin them traps up the alley for a new whip w no mileage
I'm throwin lettuce but shawty I swear to god I don't toss Salad
Nope
You know I'm doing the most
I'm takin moles nigga f*ck what you thought
Bag of the spirits don't pass me no port
I want the loudest boy f*ck what it cost
I'm smokin Kush this ain't prevalent reefer
I dropped some guap on my neck that's a freezer
Nigga they payin when they want the features
M's on my mind like I'm majin vegeta
If a bitch tell me she love me she fraudin
She think I'm cute cause my necklace is gorgeous
Ain't no broke bitches allowed in my fortress
Ya man claiming that he plugged in but he cordless
Sayin that he in the field but he krillin
Niggas is jokers and I'm the real villain
I say what I want and I do what I please and
I really don't give a f*ck bout ya feelings
Cause Shwinn from the village of loud pack
Where we make something from nothing and I'm really bout that
I'll put my fist where your mouth at or
I pull up with stick like we having a joust match
I got the pounds where the drought at
I let my paper speak for me go text my account
I got this weed from the mountains when
I pick up homie treat me like I was a townsman
I just be poppin like bacon
I put ya bitch on a waitlist
Movin the weight like I weight lift
Dolce & Ganja my fragrance
Yo bitch want me I'm her favorite
Look at the laces
You know my fabric the latest shwinny go hard as the pavement
I'm bout that payment cut up that check boy filet it
I need that cake like I'm bakin
Shawty you bad but I'm rockin designer this Gucci
And Louie and dolce gabanna
Dickhead you mad that you work at McDonald's
And bitch you just tight that you live with ya momma
I'm takin moles w a bitch from japan these word not English my jacket from France
Stare in my face you get put in a trance
Speak a few word she gone come out her pants
Shwinn - Premiier Loud Village Lyrics
Shwinn - Premiier Loud Village Lyrics
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Hit the bitch like I'm rocky then I kick her out the door like I'm rock lee
Have my goons up in ya lobby baby girl we don't run trains we run trolleys
Draped in New Versace
Bustin them traps up the alley for a new whip w no mileage
I'm throwin lettuce but shawty I swear to god I don't toss Salad
Nope
You know I'm doing the most
I'm takin moles nigga f*ck what you thought
Bag of the spirits don't pass me no port
I want the loudest boy f*ck what it cost
I'm smokin Kush this ain't prevalent reefer
I dropped some guap on my neck that's a freezer
Nigga they payin when they want the features
M's on my mind like I'm majin vegeta
If a bitch tell me she love me she fraudin
She think I'm cute cause my necklace is gorgeous
Ain't no broke bitches allowed in my fortress
Ya man claiming that he plugged in but he cordless
Sayin that he in the field but he krillin
Niggas is jokers and I'm the real villain
I say what I want and I do what I please and
I really don't give a f*ck bout ya feelings
Cause Shwinn from the village of loud pack
Where we make something from nothing and I'm really bout that
I'll put my fist where your mouth at or
I pull up with stick like we having a joust match
I got the pounds where the drought at
I let my paper speak for me go text my account
I got this weed from the mountains when
I pick up homie treat me like I was a townsman
I just be poppin like bacon
I put ya bitch on a waitlist
Movin the weight like I weight lift
Dolce & Ganja my fragrance
Yo bitch want me I'm her favorite
Look at the laces
You know my fabric the latest shwinny go hard as the pavement
I'm bout that payment cut up that check boy filet it
I need that cake like I'm bakin
Shawty you bad but I'm rockin designer this Gucci
And Louie and dolce gabanna
Dickhead you mad that you work at McDonald's
And bitch you just tight that you live with ya momma
I'm takin moles w a bitch from japan these word not English my jacket from France
Stare in my face you get put in a trance
Speak a few word she gone come out her pants
Have my goons up in ya lobby baby girl we don't run trains we run trolleys
Draped in New Versace
Bustin them traps up the alley for a new whip w no mileage
I'm throwin lettuce but shawty I swear to god I don't toss Salad
Nope
You know I'm doing the most
I'm takin moles nigga f*ck what you thought
Bag of the spirits don't pass me no port
I want the loudest boy f*ck what it cost
I'm smokin Kush this ain't prevalent reefer
I dropped some guap on my neck that's a freezer
Nigga they payin when they want the features
M's on my mind like I'm majin vegeta
If a bitch tell me she love me she fraudin
She think I'm cute cause my necklace is gorgeous
Ain't no broke bitches allowed in my fortress
Ya man claiming that he plugged in but he cordless
Sayin that he in the field but he krillin
Niggas is jokers and I'm the real villain
I say what I want and I do what I please and
I really don't give a f*ck bout ya feelings
Cause Shwinn from the village of loud pack
Where we make something from nothing and I'm really bout that
I'll put my fist where your mouth at or
I pull up with stick like we having a joust match
I got the pounds where the drought at
I let my paper speak for me go text my account
I got this weed from the mountains when
I pick up homie treat me like I was a townsman
I just be poppin like bacon
I put ya bitch on a waitlist
Movin the weight like I weight lift
Dolce & Ganja my fragrance
Yo bitch want me I'm her favorite
Look at the laces
You know my fabric the latest shwinny go hard as the pavement
I'm bout that payment cut up that check boy filet it
I need that cake like I'm bakin
Shawty you bad but I'm rockin designer this Gucci
And Louie and dolce gabanna
Dickhead you mad that you work at McDonald's
And bitch you just tight that you live with ya momma
I'm takin moles w a bitch from japan these word not English my jacket from France
Stare in my face you get put in a trance
Speak a few word she gone come out her pants
Writer: Shwinn
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