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Came Up Sweating (feat.Lil Splash) Video (MV)




Performed By: Fwthug
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Dai'Jon Allen




Fwthug - Came Up Sweating (feat.Lil Splash) Lyrics




I still came up no sweating
I used to trap in my 11's
I would've killed him for none
Now days showing progression
N**** bet not come check me
We in the lakes how we stepping
He want attention I'm ready
I just might send him to heaven (Im send him to god)

Like f*** all that talking let's do it
N**** want to talk out his neck get stupid
Wet his a** up give a f*** I'm shooting
This chopper filled up with bullets
Who want the smoke
Free lil d and lil quay down the road
We got them hitters that shoot round the globe yea
Dre gon shoot at yo nose
Kept the same n**** back then I was broke
Big booty b**** gone take yo a** down
Grab that glock don't make no sound
I'm big dawg b**** I came out the pound
This stick on my waist I'm spray when it's time
B****
I got them hunnid round drum with that stick
I can not atop till the day I get rich
He kept talking got put on the list
I look retarded with this watch on my wrist
I got the drip all day like a fish
Real pretty boy I don't got no zits
Real big money , money Mitch
I got guns wig gone split
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Everything I say on the beat it's gone snap
Everything you said in your raps it was cap

I still came up no sweating
I used to trap in my 11's
I would've killed him for none
Now days showing progression
N**** bet not come check me
We in the lakes how we stepping
He want attention I'm ready
I just might send him to heaven (Im send him to god)

Scheme scheme scheme scheme scheme
Kill tech beam
Got amiri jeans
Got that (?) on lean
40 racks all in my jeans
Bout to make a scene
Bout to make a scene yea
Fully loaded magazine yea
Fully loaded magazine yea
Looking like a super team
Diamond having (?) and clean
Why you n**** look at me yea
Hit the block serve them fiends yea
Payroll bankroll
Got to get a payroll
Lay low lay low up field draco
Bust down bust down
It's gone touch down
I'm up, up now so you shut down

I still came up no sweating
I used to trap in my 11's
I would've killed him for none
Now days showing progression
N**** bet not come check me
We in the lakes how we stepping
He want attention I'm ready
I just might send him to heaven (Im send him to god)
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I still came up no sweating
I used to trap in my 11's
I would've killed him for none
Now days showing progression
N**** bet not come check me
We in the lakes how we stepping
He want attention I'm ready
I just might send him to heaven (Im send him to god)

Like f*** all that talking let's do it
N**** want to talk out his neck get stupid
Wet his a** up give a f*** I'm shooting
This chopper filled up with bullets
Who want the smoke
Free lil d and lil quay down the road
We got them hitters that shoot round the globe yea
Dre gon shoot at yo nose
Kept the same n**** back then I was broke
Big booty b**** gone take yo a** down
Grab that glock don't make no sound
I'm big dawg b**** I came out the pound
This stick on my waist I'm spray when it's time
B****
I got them hunnid round drum with that stick
I can not atop till the day I get rich
He kept talking got put on the list
I look retarded with this watch on my wrist
I got the drip all day like a fish
Real pretty boy I don't got no zits
Real big money , money Mitch
I got guns wig gone split
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Everything I say on the beat it's gone snap
Everything you said in your raps it was cap

I still came up no sweating
I used to trap in my 11's
I would've killed him for none
Now days showing progression
N**** bet not come check me
We in the lakes how we stepping
He want attention I'm ready
I just might send him to heaven (Im send him to god)

Scheme scheme scheme scheme scheme
Kill tech beam
Got amiri jeans
Got that (?) on lean
40 racks all in my jeans
Bout to make a scene
Bout to make a scene yea
Fully loaded magazine yea
Fully loaded magazine yea
Looking like a super team
Diamond having (?) and clean
Why you n**** look at me yea
Hit the block serve them fiends yea
Payroll bankroll
Got to get a payroll
Lay low lay low up field draco
Bust down bust down
It's gone touch down
I'm up, up now so you shut down

I still came up no sweating
I used to trap in my 11's
I would've killed him for none
Now days showing progression
N**** bet not come check me
We in the lakes how we stepping
He want attention I'm ready
I just might send him to heaven (Im send him to god)
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Writer: Dai'Jon Allen
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