Family Lyrics - Singles - Jeff Chery

[Intro] 

That's a lot of swag, that's a lot of swag 

Dead bodies keep on haunting me 

Every night, every night 

My head, yeah, do it for my family 

[Hook] 

Niggas real, some niggas fake, ain't what I wanna be 

Fuck with fakes, I'mma regulate, I call up Warren G 

Every night all these dead bodies keep on haunting me 

Out of sight, out of mind, do it for my family 

Quarter lick, credit card, feeling like a super star 

Super clean, I got wings all up on my denim jeans 

Every night all these dead bodies keep on haunting me 

Out of sight, out of mind, do it for my family 

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[Verse 1] 

Interstate, on that interstate, I'm on that interstate 

Flying out with a groupie bitch, I got like call to make 

Plenty money all up in my jeans, but I got more to make 

I be moving a lil, lil ki, I count 'em for the 8 

A lot of swag, that's a lot of swag, got lot of swag 

If she want, and I kill the pussy, that's a shopping bag 

Remember the days, I was in her hood with a hockey mask 

Extended clip, infrared on, let's play laser tag 

Hustle hard, gotta hustle hard, you niggas counterfeit 

All my hoes super fine birds, they got that ostrich bitch 

Every day, I don't watch my back, my niggas never slip 

Big wheels sit up on the curb, car never flip 

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[Hook] 

Quarter lick, credit card, feeling like a super star 

Super clean, I got wings, all up on my denim jeans 

Niggas real, some niggas fake, ain't what I wanna be 

Fuck with fakes, I'mma regulate, I call up Warren G 

Every night all these dead bodies keep on haunting me 

Out of sight, out of mind, do it for my family 

[Verse 2] 

Haitian king, I'm a Haitian king, yeah I'm a Haitian king 

Bottle flow, shout out Kodak Black, that's a Haitian thing 

Took a plane, land in Port-au-Prince, I had a Haitian fling 

Wrap the Haitian flag around my gun, I'm shooting Haitian flames 

Double day, oh I double day, you players make a move 

Flagrant foul, up and down the court, no I don't play with you 

Shop calls, I'm a moving race so fuck a sleeper too 

You niggas sweet, candy bars sweet, that's a vapour roof 

[Hook] 

Quarter lick, credit card, feeling like a super star 

Super clean, I got wings, all up on my denim jeans 

Niggas real, some niggas fake, ain't what I wanna be 

Fuck with fakes, I'mma regulate, I call up Warren G 

Every night all these dead bodies keep on haunting me 

Out of sight, out of mind, do it for my family 

[Outro] 

A lot of swag, nigga, that's a lot of swag 

I kill the pussy, that's a shopping bag 

In the hood, yeah, how he bags 

Extended clip, by the waist, playing laser tag