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swish2 - thecrewdown lyrics

[intro]
kizoku
yeah, demo, you gon’ live forever

[verse 1: miles chancellor]
gualtier (yeah), gualtier (yeah), in my act like poitier
all*black, denzel training day (let’s go)
let morgan freeman narrate
my life a movie (ooh), can’t play me (woo)
can’t make this up, i promise (let’s get it)
these n*ggas’ hating, be patient (yeah)
i’m patient, i’m just gettin’ started

[chorus: miles chancellor]
yeah, don’t get me started, no, they cannot stop me (let’s get it)
look at the fl!ck of the wrist way they watch mе
she don’t be givin’ me lip but shе top me (yeah)
and i’m not even her type but she like me
me and that girl don’t talk no more
but she still got a lil’ sauce from it though (yeah)
n*ggas’ always talkin’ about they bossin’ up
but they window shoppin’ ’cause it cost too much
whole time i’m elevatin’ (yeah), new levels (yeah)
when i walk through with them steppers
ooh, this is madness, but in memphis
i ain’t passin’, you ain’t special (yeah)
[verse 2: richrick]
today i had a lil’ photoshoot, my closet narnia so i just felt like i had to
i mix the louis vutton with the til death and rick owens, i pop this sh*t like a capsule
bag me a chick from the darkest lil’ part of my city and turned her right into a barbie
but she ain’t fake and i love her for that, ’cause her ass sittin’ right and you know that it’s natural
her n*gga sweet and i wish i had top two
i hit a jugg, multiplied then made times two
mixed the designer drip right with that vintage
they wanna copy me but they can’t find it
strangers, they love me, i’m not even friendly
hate on the low but high*key wanna end me
lost all my friends and i made me a ten piece
just got a whip, now i want me a hemi
d*mn, i’m so materialistic, d*mn, this ain’t no kendrick but listen (yeah, yeah)
d*mn, rick one of the youngest that’s in it (yeah, yeah)
d*mn, she was too young, had to ditch her (yeah, yeah)
d*mn, i’m havin’ fun in reality (yeah, yeah)
i know some n*ggas that look but don’t follow me (yeah, yeah)
i mind my business and they business, they meineke (yeah, yeah)
oh, you tryna book me? (yeah, yeah) i guess you don’t mind the fee (yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: miles chancellor]
oh, [?] ’cause tcd be mobbin’ me
been causing havoc since i was a prodigy (yeah)
now i’m a young og, now they proud of me (yeah)
they used to sleep on me, now they tired of me (yeah)
put half the effort in (yeah), twice as luckily
if i get serious, they stop liking me (woo)
to make appearances (let’s get it), catch enticing me
they buy my ear for sh*t (yeah), tryna talk to me (yeah)
[chorus: miles chancellor]
yeah, don’t get me started, no, they cannot stop me
look at the fl!ck of the wrist way they watch me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
she don’t be givin’ me lip but she top me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i’m not even her type but she like me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
me and that girl don’t talk no more
but she still got a lil’ sauce from it though (yeah)
n*ggas’ always talkin’ about they bossin’ up (uh, uh, uh)
but they window shoppin’ ’cause it cost too much (yeah, yeah)
whole time i’m elevatin’ (yeah), new levels (yeah)
when i walk through with them steppers (yeah)
ooh, this is madness, but in memphis
i ain’t passin’, you ain’t special

[verse 4: benyeji]
i swear they got ’em a special type n*gga (yeah)
move to la, got a crib, come and visit (yeah)
i got it made, in the kitchen do dishes (yeah)
i got it made, like a n*gga in fenty
she wanna see what i be on (yeah)
i got two b*tches, i threeway the phone
when you got money like this, you alone
i did some dirt and [?]
i’m wit’ that b*tton*up shirt with the vans
n*gga want talk, okay, where is the check?
wear a size seven but got a big step
came in a barbie but she left a mess
i got so geeked, it made me stop doin’ drugs
(i got so geeked, that it made me stop doin’ drugs)
i close my eyes and i picture what i want and somehow i get it
uh, young n*gga feel like a wizard
yeah, say that you over me, how do you figure?
anyway, i need one*fifty in cash
baby, bring in the bag or otherwise, i’ll see you later
she wanna go to the past and pick up the packs, but baby, i’m way too abrasive
i’m in a matte black truck in the back of the back of the back of the back*end faded
she off the e tryna test her limits, but now i’m in the back of the truck gettin’ naked
n*ggas think that i’m sweet, only thing that’s sweet ’bout me is how i’m greetin’ your lady
i don’t give a f*ck, lil’ n*gga, i’m ’bout my business
i’m screamin’ out: “f*ck you, pay me”
i don’t even curse this much but these n*ggas got me f*cked up, i been actin’ up lately
and i’m gon’ flirt with her if she givin’ it up, best believe, i insert safely

- thecrewdown lyrics

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