Swipin' ft. Ys slime Lyrics

Uh

Bigk lul Nigga uh

(Bandup stop playing)

How the fuck niggas mention my name but can't even get racks

Dey mad cause I'm having they not

Take dis shit for a game and we sending the shots

Run up then we pushing you back, no bap

Need me a stick I don't care about da gen

We goin fuck up they rip every time dat we spin

Give me your card I can make you a M

I don't need a card skimmer I be taking Dey shit

Bitch said I'm her cousin you really believed her

How da Nigga ain't know whole time she ah eater

Bagged him and his friend they ain't no how we seen him

Bitch gave me da drop and you still wan keep her

I be hunting my demons guess now I'm the demon

Push up den we shooting like Trevor Ariza

I can make me a Mill and get low in dat Beamer

Hashtag ha ha Nigga got put in da cement

On a date Niggas might catch a shot from my BM

watch I come round da cut and den up when I see him

Cartiers with the Nike ski mask looking sweet es shit

I can turn his main bitch to a freak let her eat da dick

We getting money we thumbing thorough hunnits

Go down his block and dat shit get to dumbing

Track stars who dem niggas start kicking and running

Straight drop outs slanging dat shit like the Russians

Bitch come in but don't make yourself comfortable

Opp got dropped and I'm like it

Ain't nuffin new

I be calling dem plays and da opps don't know what to do

It be down, set, hut den dem youngins Dey coming to you

Dis a new track hawk bet not call it a Jeep

We gon run in Dey shit from the back and we creep

We gon kick down them doors ain't gon stand In The street

Onna frontline where Niggas gon die if we meet

We be slanging That heat get to changing the weather

We the reason dat they calling the Reverend

It's a stick up nigga we pressing whoever

And you claim that your man, so y'all falling together

Uh spinning

Keep spinning

Hop out, they ain't leaving a witness

We be swerving still tagging them niggas I'm gifted

Tell a nigga keep playing with life imma lift it

How the fuck niggas mention my name but can't even get racks

Dey mad cause I'm having they not

Take dis shit for a game and we sending the shots

Run up then we pushing you back, no bap

Need me a stick I don't care about da gen

We goin fuck up they rip every time dat we spin

Give me your card I can make you a M

I don't need a card skimmer I be taking Dey shit

I bagged lul Brah dat nigga was birdie

Fast shit riding we dropping bout thirty

I'm dropping dat shit call me lul slime curry

Niggas hop out the car he ran inna hurry

Imma real grave digger trynna get shit buried

In love with the money I'm trynna get married

He dissing and shit Nigga keep purping

When I catch dat nigga hop out and we working

I'm riding the free car, catch me a opp

Can't run too far got hit in his top

Young nigga on shits trynna spin. Off the box

I ain't saying to much young nigga don't talk

You know I'm the reaper I walk in the dark

Trynna hop in that free car spinning your block

We spin in the night all he see is that spark

And we riding with fat shit bigger then glocks

Last Nigga talk shit last Nigga got dropped

Last Nigga hopped out got shot in his top

Got a bad lil bitch trynna give me da bop

Talk shit to a bitch man dat shit gotta stop

My young nigga steppas Dey real got heart

Niggas take shit down we taking your block

Go head try run I ain't missing my shot

Got a G twenty-three with a switch onna back