Damn it I'm killing my game
Swag shoes with the dirty chains
Where the hoes? where's ladies? man
I gotta the shitty mustache, I'm feeling swing
All eyes on my pinky ring
Watches shining I'm the Glitter man
Naked bitches all over place
Nude cases and drug on chase
Bad bitches all over me
Don't even have the luxury
Niggas acting shit in front of me
Bitches on the dick fronting me
Butterflies on a butterflies
I got diamonds shining on you're flicky eyes
I'm horse riding with my gang on side
I got cops chasing, no alibi
I got no shame my name is SIN
Smooth game with my ratchet swing
More swag than Bruce Wayne
Shiner face than Charlamagne
Got the bag like how sway?
Broke rich got more plans
Broken wrist from making jams
Wicked games Is all I am
Floating floating got my eye Syf like a "Jordan"
I'mma hit the guns from the back like "Orton"
Ain't no way you see it coming, Ain't no way you call it
You gon die bitch, get you buried in the morning
I do not care
Where you from my nigga
I do not care
Who's your friend, who's your mans...
What you got for me?
I'm a baller all my shots hit the sea
God power soul strength on my mind
Even when you are mile away for me
You gon get got from my first try
F*ck his bitch
F*ck the snitch
F*ck the six
F*ck his bitch
Oh my god
Oh my lord
Imma sin
Imma kill
Imma...
Shots shots shots run it up
F*ck 12 Imma die a thug
Black eye faced like a bug
Scarface doing niggas cut
Imma do it I don't need a stunt
Blade choppa I don't need a gun
Hands throwing thinking he can jump
Drops falling now shut it up
I got no shame my name is SIN
Smooth game with my ratchet swing
More swag than Bruce Wayne
Shiner face than Charlamagne
Got the bag like how sway?
Broke rich got more plans
Broken wrist from making jams
Wicked games Is all I am
Floating floating got my eye Syf like a "Jordan"
I'mma hit the guns from the back like "Orton"
Ain't no way you see it coming, Ain't no way you call it
You gon die bitch, get you buried in the morning
I do not care
Where you from my nigga
I do not care
Who's your friend, who's your mans...
What you got for me?
I'm a baller all my shots hit the sea
God power soul strength on my mind
Even when you are mile away for me
You gon get got from my first try
SIN Marcos - ZURG Lyrics
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Damn it I'm killing my game
Swag shoes with the dirty chains
Where the hoes? where's ladies? man
I gotta the shitty mustache, I'm feeling swing
All eyes on my pinky ring
Watches shining I'm the Glitter man
Naked bitches all over place
Nude cases and drug on chase
Bad bitches all over me
Don't even have the luxury
Niggas acting shit in front of me
Bitches on the dick fronting me
Butterflies on a butterflies
I got diamonds shining on you're flicky eyes
I'm horse riding with my gang on side
I got cops chasing, no alibi
I got no shame my name is SIN
Smooth game with my ratchet swing
More swag than Bruce Wayne
Shiner face than Charlamagne
Got the bag like how sway?
Broke rich got more plans
Broken wrist from making jams
Wicked games Is all I am
Floating floating got my eye Syf like a "Jordan"
I'mma hit the guns from the back like "Orton"
Ain't no way you see it coming, Ain't no way you call it
You gon die bitch, get you buried in the morning
I do not care
Where you from my nigga
I do not care
Who's your friend, who's your mans...
What you got for me?
I'm a baller all my shots hit the sea
God power soul strength on my mind
Even when you are mile away for me
You gon get got from my first try
F*ck his bitch
F*ck the snitch
F*ck the six
F*ck his bitch
Oh my god
Oh my lord
Imma sin
Imma kill
Imma...
Shots shots shots run it up
F*ck 12 Imma die a thug
Black eye faced like a bug
Scarface doing niggas cut
Imma do it I don't need a stunt
Blade choppa I don't need a gun
Hands throwing thinking he can jump
Drops falling now shut it up
I got no shame my name is SIN
Smooth game with my ratchet swing
More swag than Bruce Wayne
Shiner face than Charlamagne
Got the bag like how sway?
Broke rich got more plans
Broken wrist from making jams
Wicked games Is all I am
Floating floating got my eye Syf like a "Jordan"
I'mma hit the guns from the back like "Orton"
Ain't no way you see it coming, Ain't no way you call it
You gon die bitch, get you buried in the morning
I do not care
Where you from my nigga
I do not care
Who's your friend, who's your mans...
What you got for me?
I'm a baller all my shots hit the sea
God power soul strength on my mind
Even when you are mile away for me
You gon get got from my first try
Swag shoes with the dirty chains
Where the hoes? where's ladies? man
I gotta the shitty mustache, I'm feeling swing
All eyes on my pinky ring
Watches shining I'm the Glitter man
Naked bitches all over place
Nude cases and drug on chase
Bad bitches all over me
Don't even have the luxury
Niggas acting shit in front of me
Bitches on the dick fronting me
Butterflies on a butterflies
I got diamonds shining on you're flicky eyes
I'm horse riding with my gang on side
I got cops chasing, no alibi
I got no shame my name is SIN
Smooth game with my ratchet swing
More swag than Bruce Wayne
Shiner face than Charlamagne
Got the bag like how sway?
Broke rich got more plans
Broken wrist from making jams
Wicked games Is all I am
Floating floating got my eye Syf like a "Jordan"
I'mma hit the guns from the back like "Orton"
Ain't no way you see it coming, Ain't no way you call it
You gon die bitch, get you buried in the morning
I do not care
Where you from my nigga
I do not care
Who's your friend, who's your mans...
What you got for me?
I'm a baller all my shots hit the sea
God power soul strength on my mind
Even when you are mile away for me
You gon get got from my first try
F*ck his bitch
F*ck the snitch
F*ck the six
F*ck his bitch
Oh my god
Oh my lord
Imma sin
Imma kill
Imma...
Shots shots shots run it up
F*ck 12 Imma die a thug
Black eye faced like a bug
Scarface doing niggas cut
Imma do it I don't need a stunt
Blade choppa I don't need a gun
Hands throwing thinking he can jump
Drops falling now shut it up
I got no shame my name is SIN
Smooth game with my ratchet swing
More swag than Bruce Wayne
Shiner face than Charlamagne
Got the bag like how sway?
Broke rich got more plans
Broken wrist from making jams
Wicked games Is all I am
Floating floating got my eye Syf like a "Jordan"
I'mma hit the guns from the back like "Orton"
Ain't no way you see it coming, Ain't no way you call it
You gon die bitch, get you buried in the morning
I do not care
Where you from my nigga
I do not care
Who's your friend, who's your mans...
What you got for me?
I'm a baller all my shots hit the sea
God power soul strength on my mind
Even when you are mile away for me
You gon get got from my first try
Writer: Mohammed Al Hussaien, sin marcos
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: SIN Marcos
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Mohammed Al Hussaien, sin marcos