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fat nick - bitch swim lyrics

[intro: shakewell]
mtm, hit ’em with the heat

[chorus: fat nick]
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 b+tch swim
winter on my neck, december sh+t, like, god d+mn
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 b+tch swim
winter on my neck, december sh+t, like, god d+mn
[verse 1: shakewell]
big cannon, no jammin’, pop it, airin’ sh+t 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, [?][0:40], ’til i’m dead in the ground
why the realest die young, but these lames above ground?
makin’ money while i sleep, you [?][0:47]
four, five, six, thirty, poppin’ 30s with lean
b+tch 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

[verse 2: fat nick]
shorty ask what them fingers do, i play with the switch
azul bottles poppin’ up, got me drunk like a b+tch
i f+cked her, you with her, captain raw d+gg+n’ sh+t
i ain’t gotta do much, let me call up a blitz
mr. swerve sh+t, shorty, go watch out for the beam
drive the x6 truck, opps know that it’s me
keep a bag on the bl!ck, no sh+lls 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 h+llcat drag, i’m sl+tty, 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
[chorus: fat nick]
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 b+tch swim
winter on my neck, december sh+t, like, god d+mn
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 b+tch swim
winter on my neck, december sh+t, like, god d+mn

- fat nick lyrics

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