Swim With The Fishes Lyrics

Moment of silence

Yea

Bitch I just swim with the fishes (Woo)

I'm on my way to the top lil' bitch

Yea I just been stacking my riches

Yea, they said I'm doing it different

Yea, got long hair and I just don't care

I took yo' bitch out, took her to the fair

One thing 'bout life, this shit not fair

But I participate anyway

Yea I get them racks yea everyday

Get too high bitch like outer space

I said bitch just come and give me face

Know I'm first place but this not a race

One thing about me, I'm getting paid

Shoutout my brothers, yea shoutout my gang

Came a long way, now we makin' it rain

No I don't care 'bout not fuckin' fame

No I ain't playin' no fuckin' games

Talking that shit, boy you a lame

I got money on my mind

No we not the same

I'm on a mission, COD campaign

I just been on a cruise, I'm on the deck with my bae

And we sip champagne

I like to get high, they get drunk

They go the wrong way

Takin' pics, I'm 'bout to take a flight

I'm on the runway

Give a fuck, 'bout what he or she say

Yea I just woke up, yea it's a new day

And no I don't take orders lil' bitch, I disobey

I got some new Balenciaga, used to rock Jays

On my brother's I'm not gon' switch up, I won't go out like Iayze

I just make the days count, I ain't counting the days

And yea I just checked my bank account, I got some new money today

I'm feeling great

RTG out

Yea, been doin' this for a while

Yea, no I won't come down

No I won't stop now lil' bitch

Yea I just been riding 'round (Yea)

My life a river lil' bitch

And you know I'm just flowing

I got some MF stones, all up on my body

Lil' bitch, yea you know I be glowing

Yea, know I'm toting that stick lil' bitch

If you talk that shit

Yea you know I'll just blow it

I got some' to say, I got a voice lil' bitch

Yea I gotta show 'em

Doing this shit everyday

I already know I'm putting my best foot foward

Countin' all this cheese like Sosa

Bitch you know I'm in my glory

Put my soul up in my songs lil' bitch

You know I tell my story

Had to find a way to make these racks lil' bitch

Like I'm just Dory

Now I got too much, I make it rain

Yea, just like it's storming

Yea, yea, yea, yea

RTG up in this hoe

If you got some racks on you

You betta throw 'em on the floor

If you stressin' 'bout some shit lil' bitch

You got to let it go, oh

How many times I let you know?

You don't even listen though

Shoutout to my fuckin' bro

He uppin' the fuckin' score