Bitch Swim
Shakewell, Fat Nick
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me
But you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club
Made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like
God damn
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me
But you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club
Made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like
God damn
Big cannon, no jammin', pop it
Airin' shit out i'm with Nick, no Cannon
But we wildin' out you an opp, you a poser
I done learned what you 'bout
Still rest in peace,
'til I'm dead in the ground
Why the realest die young
But these lames above ground?
Makin' money while I sleep, you
Four, five, six, thirty
Poppin' 30s with lean
Bitch tried to sleep on me
I'm the man of her dreams
Opps tried to write me off
Hit his neck with the beam
You a crumb, lil' bum
I'm splittin' checks with my team
Saw him flexin', double cupped
Don't know I cut up his lean
If cash rule everything
Then I must be the king
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me
But you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club
Made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like
God damn
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me
But you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club
Made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like
God damn
Shorty ask what them fingers do
I play with the switch
Azul bottles poppin' up
Got me drunk like a bitch
I fucked her, you with her
Captain Raw Doggin' Shit
I ain't gotta do much
Let me call up a blitz
Mr swerve Shit, shorty
Go watch out for the beam
Drive the X6 truck, opps know that it's me
Keep a bag on the blick
No shells on the scene
I can't pop no Acties, sniffed a blue
What you mean?
This the last time talking again
I'm lettin' shots
Let the Hellcat drag, I'm slutty
I'm poppin' thots
I'm burnin', heat up the block, I'm turnt
Go light a dart
This the big bag club, get in
You need some knots
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me
But you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club
Made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like
God damn
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me
But you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club
Made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like
God damn
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