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Supa Bwe

"LOOK"

[Intro: Supa Bwe]
(Ooo, Sup)
Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup-Supa (Here's Jimmy!)
Woo-woo-woo, ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo, Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup-Sup

[Verse 1: Supa Bwe]
I'm off two thirties, that's a perc-sixty
These is new Fazos, cost me $150
n*ggas lookin' out the side of they face, shifty
Shift that n*gga face, uh, with this f*cking .50
I'ma pop, pop, pop, pop, n*ggas don't want drama
Don't want mop, mop, mop, mop, I got f*ckin' sticks
Ain't talking chop, chop, chop, chop, choppa on this b*tch
I wet the block, block, block, block, bawk, bawk, bawk

[Chorus: Supa Bwe]
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole

[Verse 2: Qari]
Holy Quran, the tip of my tongue
These n*ggas be lyin', they takin' too long
I'm watchin' 'em die as quick as they come
One at a time, you only live once
I'm smokin' Lebron, might give up a lung
Killin' some time? You killin' my vibe
This sh*t on my mind is fillin' my cup
b*tch, I'm too high to tip
Can't get this high with a pill
Can't get this high with a deal
Look at my eyes, "Eye of the Tiger", for real
I kill a giant and peel, signin' a seal
They gotta try to be real, look like they tryna get killed
Buffalo Bill, kill all these n*ggas, for real
That's how you king of the hill

[Chorus: Supa Bwe]
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look—"

[Verse 3: Qari & Supa Bwe]
Earthquakes when I come awake, levitate, karma comin', never late
Hide the body, great escape, Masarati, demonstrate
Kamikaze with my n*ggas, spread the bread and marmalade
Tiger to a tardigrade, yeah, I smoked a thousand blunts yesterday (Ayy!)

[Bridge: Supa Bwe]
Off a pint of Remy, Ecstacy and women
Tall, short, skin 'em, give that b*tch the fitness
n*ggas know the business, can't go for the bag
f*ck it, I'ma risk it, give that boy the fitness
Hope the pus*y worth it, hope it's worth it
'Cause I flew her out to get, she feel like it's Christmas

[Verse 4: Qari & Supa Bwe]
Dirty money when I do the dishes
On the west side with the dirty Smithen
She was blowin' kisses, 'cause I'm blowin' money
I'm a Super Saiyan, n*gga, goin' monkey
I'm the lizard king, Reptile, Godzilla dreams with the guillotine
Smoke dope like nicotine, n*ggas in they feelings, I don't feel a thing
(Ayy!)

[Chorus: Supa Bwe]
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars off this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole
Told my mama, "Look, we ain't gotta struggle no more", ugh
I been in the trenches with the heat, going crazy
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner phone
Made a hundred-thousand dollars with this f*cking burner pole

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