swim team - talibando lyrics
[intro: babyface ray]
yeah
like p gutta, i’m a hustler, n*gga
like p gutta, i’m a hustler
yeah
ayy, ayy
like p gutta, i’m a hustler
es7m swim team, n*gga
excuse me
(it’s a gw production)
s6 swim, yeah
[verse 1: babyface ray]
ayy, like p gutta, i’m a hustler
loyalty over money, that money, it keep ’em loyal
that paper, it’s makin’ it stressful, the song, i can’t even enjoy it
i’m f*ckin’ on who i want
rebellious, i never listen, i do whatever i want
fly to caym’ for the winter, girl still ain’t been in the snow
‘noid that at every minute they might be kickin’ the door
i ain’t tellin’ you sh*t, f*ck you askin’ me for?
i’m keepin’ her with me, the pretty b*tch, we on go (boy)
n*ggas’ money low, they gettin’ irritable (irritable)
i’m not a rap n*gga, i paint pictures for a living (not at all)
my boy paint houses just like jimmy, you’ll be missing (n*gga)
i used to hit the high school games from detention, ayy (i used to hit the high school)
get a room suite, just enough for all the freaks (n*gga)
official team east, you don’t work, then you don’t eat
n*ggas playin’ instagram games when it’s beef
she a leech, she’ll suck your boy to sleep (ooh, ooh)
girl, if you broke, how you f*ckin’ on him for free? (how?)
buy the pretty b*tch a purse, put a rap ho in mcqueen (buy a bad b*tch a purse)
d*mn, i was broke, now my sneakers say celine (d*mn, i was broke)
n*ggas was up, why the h*ll you facin’ green? (n*ggas was up)
dope game, it ain’t never changin’ (uh)
if you got some money, you can f*ck her, this sh*t crazy (uh)
god, i’m too deep, deep in, you can’t save me (deep)
it ain’t no n*gga on this earth say they made me (yeah, n*gga)
trials and tribulations, like bronny, you witness greatness
i don’t write my raps and these n*ggas be writin’ statements
show up super late and i hop out in the latest
let her suck my d*ck and she feel like she upgraded (feel like she upgraded)
[verse 2: talibando]
everything i do extravagant (yeah), i can’t do no basic (nah)
make a n*gga think i print it when i pop out all blue faces (beep)
my new kit, it’s all white, i kinda feel like i’m a racist (burr)
they compare me to the g.o.a.t.s because i trap like all the greatest (facts)
i be layin’ with the chopper ’cause that make me feel the safest
my closet like saks 5th, it just be fit with all the latest
if you got a good run up like i know, you better save it (better save it)
just counted up a couple hundred thousand, felt amazing (beep)
my hustle’ll never stop
i’m gon’ get money ’til the day that they makin’ my casket drop (my casket)
f*ck all you hatin’*ass n*ggas who be mad that we on top (f*ck ’em, yeah)
if it’s like that, i’ll walk ’em down like nle choppa
n*ggas really don’t want problems
tapped in out west, i be chillin’ with the plug
tsa was on my ass, flew a sixty, all dubs
bring the sprites with the sparklers in the club, b*tch, we pourin’ mud (yeah)
we just poured up a n*gga rent and we showin’ love (ahh)
tryna have a money fight with us, the club run out of ones
b*tches know they safe with us, the navy got a lot of guns
and they wanna party with the wavy, come and have some fun (come on)
they know we really the ones, f*ck off some money for nothin’
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