Woods&Swishers Lyrics

Move wrong get rocked like Chrisean

Got a fucked up head smoke woods and swishers

Gone head walk out girl I won't miss ya

Drop a bag on his head, don't gotta diss ya

Can't tell the time, I'm just liking the shine of the rollie

Gon' ride to the death if I call you my homie

No lie, if I said it then that mean you my shorty

In denial, but I'm hoping that you know that

On me I need your love

Don't care when you pull up but when you do don't bring no clothes

Jump inside that ocean when I do I yell Geronimo

I'll be ya man in the sheets, but after that hoe leave me lone

This is not a easy road, ain't thinking right we take his dome

Like we in school we be walking with lead

I get turnt off of the meds

Smart and discreet how we play it Hating I know he a fan

Had to light a blunt up in my tux just to prove I'm the man

Niggas knowing I don't give a fuck drop a bar on his head

Okay like crunk shit, pump shit, turn around and stomp shit

Brody got a shotty and he not afraid to dump shit

Ok we banging we hanging we speak the same language

I can't feel my feelings, I'm faded

Okay like crunk shit, pump shit, turn around and stomp shit

Brody got a shotty and he not afraid to dump shit

Ok we banging we hanging we speak the same language

I can't feel my feelings, I'm faded

Man fuck that talking turn around and make that ass wobble

Shawty fulfill your fantasies as long as you got a dollar

Invite her to my crib she think she bae I said slow down lil mama

I can not fuck with the drama, fixated on stacking the commas

Really antisocial you around me get my headphones

Don't take that for weakness cause I still make niggas head roll

Thinking that we weak, jump out on feet and get his head blown

Callin' Medusa, leave his head stoned, they claim that we dead wrong

You can't trust your bitch no more cause you know that she vent to me

Lil' bro ask for whatever cause he know he just like Kin to me

She ask you tryna fuck and I say Nguyen just like I'm Vietnamese

You cut bitch, now you need to leave, that pussy too easy for me

Remember working extra overtime just to buy me a bottle

How come when I get a girl all you bitches y'all try to come holla

Hoes know I'm at the top of the list, niggas know I'm a shotta

Know you need a rider fuck with the Don dada

Oh, I remember the struggle

Oh, God I remember the hustle

Oh, I remember the struggle

I remember that hustle, yeah I remember that hustle

Wasn't always like this, I was a nice guy

Let them niggas walk all over me, not in my right mind

Before the money you bitches said I wasn't the right guy

Now I'm not taking no shit, I know what I'm alive for

Got it off the muscle, money hustlin', and I won't fumble

I'm like Eren, if they give me the power, I'll make it rumble

Social distance, if you don't give me six feet, we leave you under

Heart gone, feelings clogged up, I think I need a plumber

No goals, it's something I can't do

Shorty say it's too strong, it's something like bamboo

Got me rubbing on her clit like she rubbing in Cantù

Jumping all up in my pic, bitch, that's something a fan do

Steppin' on these niggas toes got them falling back like I'm Lance

Deep up in it when I'm stroking I put lil ma in a trance

Hopping out with all these bands, booty naked, I make her dance

She's too deep up in this shit, but she think I'ma be her man Ill be damned bitch

Okay, like crunk shit, pump shit, turn around and stomp shit

Brody got a shotty and he not afraid to dump shit

Ok we banging we slanging we speak the same language

I can't feel my feelings, I'm faded

Okay, like crunk shit, pump shit, turn around and stomp shit

Brody got a shotty and he not afraid to dump shit

Ok we banging we hanging we speak the same language

I can't feel my feelings, I'm faded

I'm faded, I'm faded