Album: Diary Of A Trap God
(Intro)
Club swole, club swole
Come on, fuckin turn up
These bitch ass motherfuckers
Yea slam me down right here
From the front to the back
Yea yea right in the front man, bout the dope fuck nigga
Gucci
What a waste
The way she sittin round that motherfucker man
A hundred of these motherfuckers
Parked up
Club swole, club packed right by the wall
Yea I’m on
Guwop swat Guwop Guwop Guwop
(Hook)
Club swole, it full of hoes
This AP here – it’s solid gold
How much it cost for one of those?
It cost yo AP and 90 more
I upper her cameltoe like ready Bo
This Rollie’s locked tight on my wrist just like the figure 4
Got a Bentley outside with the 4’s on
Got a ho inside, no clothes on
I’m going Rolls gold all summer long
I’mma keep the top back til the summer gone
Got a dark skinned bitch in my Rari
Rodeo drivers, shoppin spree
Can somebody please bring a incense?
Got look smelling just like cookie
On a jet, get head and pussy
Tryna roll 3-5 in a Phily
Nigga take what’s dirty about me
She’s a A and I make her down on her knees
Guwop
(Hook)
Club swole, club swole
These glasses that no wonder can’t see nothing but hoes
She smoking with me and drinkin with me
My jury trippin and they got her pussy trippin
Club swole, club swole
I’m in my 2 seater so this car here’s only for hoes
I told er hold it for me and roll it for me
And if I need you to break it then pour it for me
(Verse)
My jewelry drippin, long way fly crippin
She hit the spot, same quick flow pussy start drippin
I’m at this quick trip serving gas, my zip’s 2-50
This 2 door man it’s mighty fast, on a dash it’s 2-20
A cold march, I can form a 20
Country boys on the roll, 1-20
Take a 9 out a brick, remix it
Overnight, west coast, we shippin
Meet a nigga, that ice Gibson
Tied up just all over the skittles
Lookin at my jewelwear big dimple
2 bitches want me, jack triple
Sprinkle sprinkle, molly long way dip em
Playin by the part for lon way sippin
Ball man, I’m about it, young rich nigga
They say that nigga iluminati, countin up figures
Got niggas all around me, got they hands on the trigger
Slumdog millionaire come out them trenches
Ought to get shot flickin
Club swole, filled up with bad ass bitches
No offense, you know I stash it in my jimmy true vision
Long
(Hook)
Club swole, club swole
These glasses that no wonder can’t see nothing but hoes
She smoking with me and drinkin with me
My jury trippin and they got her pussy trippin
Club swole, club swole
I’m in my 2 seater so this car here’s only for hoes
I told er hold it for me and roll it for me
And if I need you to break it then pour it for me
(Verse)
See in reality I don’t know this bad bitch nationality
No sympathy, I pulled up with his bitch, that was a tragedy
Catastrophe, every time we pull up in that masterpiece
The backseat got her on her knees, sayin your majesty
I’m talkin levity’s, bitch you sit em star, these are Givenchy
Bali me, spent 100K just on accessory
100D, fuck around, we bought out all the VIP
No Ciroc for me, Longway in here pourin up all that lean lean lean
TSOT, HVM and MPA got pounds of weed
This jewelry, I can’t help yo hoe wanna fuck this ice on me
Designer frame, I’m doin me, I got yo hoe on Oscar street
She gon let me fuck for free
Now they have the double treat
(Hook)
Club swole, club swole
These glasses that no wonder can’t see nothing but hoes
She smoking with me and drinkin with me
My jury trippin and they got her pussy trippin
Club swole, club swole
I’m in my 2 seater so this car here’s only for hoes
I told er hold it for me and roll it for me