Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swear To God, artist - DregoDate of issue: 12.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Swear To God |
| Epps on the track |
| Jose the Plug |
| Cypress |
| Lil' bitch, shut the fuck up |
| I swear to God, I swear to God, you talk too much |
| And you can’t come around 'cause you don’t make enough |
| Lil' baby, yeah, I can’t make this up |
| She like, «Lil' boy, I swear you fake as fuck» |
| Lil' bitch all up on my scene doin' way too much |
| But I really think this bitch wanna fuck |
| Trappin', yeah, for some months |
| I really ran it up, 'bout a hundred plus |
| I really ran it up, 'bout two hundred plus |
| I really ran it up fuckin' with the plug |
| Pour another four, you don’t drink enough |
| We just popped another seal, we just wakin' up |
| Bitch, I swear to God, I’m rich as fuck |
| I swear to God, I swear to God, the bag just touched |
| You got a stash of pearls, ooh, you havin', huh? |
| I seen the whole group, you the baddest one |
| He gon' fuck you up if he catch you creepin' |
| Hold on, we ain’t gon' smoke 'til we get past Cleveland |
| Took her out that BB, put her in that GG |
| I just asked a bitch, «Do you love me, Kiki?» |
| Movin' shit so fast, you should’ve seen me |
| I double back on the bag, should’ve seen the repeat |
| These niggas waverunnin', fuckin' up my Yeezys |
| This bitch, she want some smoke, I ain’t talkin' RiRi |
| BJ’s in the PJ’s |
| Used to run that shit up on the freeway |
| Now I run that shit up in like each state |
| And you know I mix the Quali' with the peach taste |
| I was just up in Philly like a cheesesteak |
| And I love thick hoes that get freaky |
| Bitch, I lay low like I’m Drego |
| I’m in the D, so I poured it in a Faygo |
| Used to get it out the bitch and the yayo |
| Used to send and receive through the mail |
| I done really ran it up off that digiscale |
| And we be with whatever, if you couldn’t tell |
| I just poured a pint of red and made another sale |
| I’ma kill it from behind, I give lil' shawty hell |
| What the fuck a bitch mean, tryna say no? |
| When I just put that bitch up on the payroll |
| I been gettin' to this money, not no play dough |
| Any problem, then we hoppin' out with Dracos |
| We bustin' your tomatoes, I hit him with the Karo |
| We givin' niggas halos, I’m in and out his main ho |
| She thicker than some Karo, but I’m tryna fuck her face though |
| For real |
| Lil' bitch, shut the fuck up |
| I swear to God, I swear to God, you talk too much |
| And you can’t come around 'cause you don’t make enough |
| Lil' baby, yeah, I can’t make this up |
| She like, «Lil' boy, I swear you fake as fuck» |
| Lil' bitch all up on my scene doin' way too much |
| But I really think this bitch wanna fuck |
| Trappin', yeah, for some months |
| I really ran it up, 'bout a hundred plus |
| I really ran it up, 'bout two hundred plus |