Released: October 31, 2014
Songwriter: Chief Keef
Producer: Chief Keef
[Intro]
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
You're done nigga, you're done, you're done
You're done nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet
I got niggas that come through shootin'
Shootin' at you, where your crew? Where your guap?
Where's your loot
You don't get this shit back
I advise your ass to get back
Or your ass can get wacked
With this click-clack
I'm the man around this bitch man
Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace
Check on my bitches
Hoes call my phone though
Knock knock, it's money at my front door
Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
[Verse 1]
Finna hit Wells Fargo
Pick up about four
Oh comma
Triple zero
I'm 'bout my Dinero like Robert Deniro
Being real ain't hard, shit so simple
Doing this shit ain't hard, this shit so simple
I don't like niggas comin' through and bust a niggas pimple
Up this choppa, click-clack, gla-gla
Nigga do the limbo
I'm a king, I'm a lion, check out my sign I'm a symbol
Pull up on your block bow bow bow bow
Now we running from the damn folks
Bitch it’s Glo Gang and 0-6-4-0-6 are my kinfolks
Pull up to the show in bout 10 cars now
We shootin' up your damn limo
I remember Spinning up steamers
And runnin' from the cops in a rental
[Bridge]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[Chorus]
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet
I got niggas that come through shootin'
Shootin' at you, where your crew? Where your guap?
Where's your loot
You don't get this shit back
I advise your ass to get back
Or your ass can get wacked
With this click-clack
I'm the man around this bitch man
Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace
Check on my bitches
Hoes call my phone though
Knock knock, it's money at my front door
Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
[Bridge]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
Ayy, ayy, gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm the man around this bitch baby
Or should I call you little lady
I'll call your ass bitch though, 'cause I'm so crazy
This nigga think he gone play me
Shoot dice, let your ho fade me
Blood gang I'm so brazy aye
Pistol to a lil' nigga forehead
Call up money, she so fine, she be in my pocket
She in my wallet, she at my shows, she at my concerts
She buy me shoes and she buy me ganja
She buy me guns, she bought my watch
She bought my necklace, she bought my ice
She bought everything I own
She bought my house, she bought my life
Niggas want war? Then ight
We don’t pop out, bitch we slide
Hop in the cars then ride
Pull up on an op block, blast his ass inside
I be like okay, okay, okay
Say hello to my lil' thang
The lil' thang got a hundred in the thang, one in the chamber
Stoppin' traffic, switchin' lanes
[Bridge]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, nigga
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, nigga
Gang, gang, gang, nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet
I got niggas that come through shootin'
Shootin' at you, where your crew? Where your guap?
Where's your loot
You don't get this shit back
I advise your ass to get back
Or your ass can get wacked
With this click-clack
I'm the man around this bitch man
Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace
Check on my bitches
Hoes call my phone though
Knock knock, it's money at my front door
Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
Done nigga, done nigga, you're done nigga
You're done nigga, you're done, you're done
You're done nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet
I got niggas that come through shootin'
Shootin' at you, where your crew? Where your guap?
Where's your loot
You don't get this shit back
I advise your ass to get back
Or your ass can get wacked
With this click-clack
I'm the man around this bitch man
Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace
Check on my bitches
Hoes call my phone though
Knock knock, it's money at my front door
Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
[Verse 1]
Finna hit Wells Fargo
Pick up about four
Oh comma
Triple zero
I'm 'bout my Dinero like Robert Deniro
Being real ain't hard, shit so simple
Doing this shit ain't hard, this shit so simple
I don't like niggas comin' through and bust a niggas pimple
Up this choppa, click-clack, gla-gla
Nigga do the limbo
I'm a king, I'm a lion, check out my sign I'm a symbol
Pull up on your block bow bow bow bow
Now we running from the damn folks
Bitch it’s Glo Gang and 0-6-4-0-6 are my kinfolks
Pull up to the show in bout 10 cars now
We shootin' up your damn limo
I remember Spinning up steamers
And runnin' from the cops in a rental
[Bridge]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[Chorus]
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet
I got niggas that come through shootin'
Shootin' at you, where your crew? Where your guap?
Where's your loot
You don't get this shit back
I advise your ass to get back
Or your ass can get wacked
With this click-clack
I'm the man around this bitch man
Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace
Check on my bitches
Hoes call my phone though
Knock knock, it's money at my front door
Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"
[Bridge]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
Ayy, ayy, gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm the man around this bitch baby
Or should I call you little lady
I'll call your ass bitch though, 'cause I'm so crazy
This nigga think he gone play me
Shoot dice, let your ho fade me
Blood gang I'm so brazy aye
Pistol to a lil' nigga forehead
Call up money, she so fine, she be in my pocket
She in my wallet, she at my shows, she at my concerts
She buy me shoes and she buy me ganja
She buy me guns, she bought my watch
She bought my necklace, she bought my ice
She bought everything I own
She bought my house, she bought my life
Niggas want war? Then ight
We don’t pop out, bitch we slide
Hop in the cars then ride
Pull up on an op block, blast his ass inside
I be like okay, okay, okay
Say hello to my lil' thang
The lil' thang got a hundred in the thang, one in the chamber
Stoppin' traffic, switchin' lanes
[Bridge]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, nigga
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, nigga
Gang, gang, gang, nigga
[Chorus]
Niggas think this Swisha Sweet
I got niggas that come through shootin'
Shootin' at you, where your crew? Where your guap?
Where's your loot
You don't get this shit back
I advise your ass to get back
Or your ass can get wacked
With this click-clack
I'm the man around this bitch man
Check on my wristwatch
Check on my necklace
Check on my bitches
Hoes call my phone though
Knock knock, it's money at my front door
Then I pull up in the black thing
The kids like, "Oh, where Waldo?"