Swing (feat. 17) Video (MV)

Ye, check my fanny I don't dodge on some fake shit
I got gushers in my tent f*ck that lame shit
305 I'm on my drive that really ain't shit
I got sick of all those hate my baggers anxious

Seal tricks caught up in my bank six
Meal ticks, bought it we might drink six
Throw my cabbage on my flight I might need this
Many times I had these thoughts might have to blink this

Catch up out of my type I might hang round
Yo bitch she had my diamonds right on that FaceTime
I cross up out of my stripes and I got a sheet and a feen
My trousers like that kiss cause I gotta casa and a dene

Back of the knees cross like that tranq dart
That tranquil had my cobbler on some bath salt
My chances I've been taking all these steps
Slide that car to get these hemps
I won't try to get that same no

Hemps, my money like no trace
My money like no trace you gotta trap gon find your way
Cashiers like my checks I got these straight from overtime
Had lil shawty get that drink I need to call her one more time

Addy in my clasp f*ck around and get this tax
Mad Hatter you might drown f*ck around and get this sound
Swing like that bitch I had my meter on that key
I just hear they down to get my flavor on that Pez

Imma go to get my whites slide the counter we might dice
We been shipping on the summer couple down to get the double
Time to get that top off we've been lodging undercover
Flying straight set aside get you living ona jungle

Got you living on a jungle we got flies that make you high
Send a case let that dribble look alive to get yo number
Cost a milli like that crepe
Spent it trynna get no shiest
Batten down to get these heights, I've been trynna I'm gon sign on it

Oh, tryna catch up with this vibe we going major
Yah, war been on my mind i'm starting to think it's just my nature
I can't front i feel my life it's changing
Turned a couple a pages and I burnt some

Flights out of duck off undercover it won't matter till you make it
Yah, flights out to Jamaica like a Rastaman in training
Chain Smoking i just break it down

You better pick a side before this shit it's gon get crazy
I need balance in my life got vices like it's Chaney
I just threw that pack up in the air just like im brady
You can call me shady but at least i'm not too crazy

Who the f*ck is this up in my face it's a jabroni
We just came up suite life had to kick shit Zack and Cody

(No Bap)

Hustle right out of the spot I ain't even say nun
I'm just passing all my diamonds I bought all the cars
Look they sling, spin more cars we need Spain from hana trees
Said they Danish like that finger I got traces not no fanet, ye

I told you to come wit it never to never to never to save me
I told you come wit the stunner my cover it doubles it don't even cost me
I'm passing the deli get right watchu wanna my bets on a doubt that you staying
You ain't have to strut to my street when I'm f*cking it down you just had to say so

Catch up out of my type I might hang round
Yo bitch she had my diamonds right on that FaceTime
I cross up out of my stripes and I got a sheet and a feen
My trousers like that kiss cause I gotta casa and a dene

Back of the knees cross like that tranq dart
That tranquil had my cobbler on some bath salt
My chances I've been taking all these steps
Slide that car to get these hemps
I won't try to get that same no

Hemps, my money like no trace
My money like no trace you gotta trap gon find your way
Cashiers like my checks I got these straight from overtime
Had lil shawty get that drink I need to call her one more time

Addy in my clasp f*ck around and get this tax
Mad Hatter you might drown f*ck around and get this sound
Swing like that bitch I had my meter on that key
I just hear they down to get my flavor on that Pez

Imma go to get my whites slide the counter we might dice
We been shipping on the summer couple down to get the double
Time to get that top off we've been lodging undercover
Flying straight set aside get you living ona jungle