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hansolo (rap) - swish lyrics

[verse 1: sir matthew]
first things first we just came here to f-ck sh-t up
face down, -ss up
blunt in my hand, gin in my cup
suffering from fomo, i can’t get enough
i say uh always know i’ll be the one in the matrix
seeing right through all that fake sh-t
most of them two face like edward mordake is
i tend to evade it, go straight for the greatness
it’s all in the brain, i go hard as a caveman
and try not to cave in
stay in a lane of my own, i’m just headed for the throne
feet on the ground so i live in the moment
girls ain’t on diets they all wanna bone us
fresh up off the corner, middle finger, who want it
up in the sky taking sh-ts on opponents
you get the cheese and expose it to rodents
the game is f-cken dirty, we don’t play fair
shoe fits n-gga we gone stay here
shoe fits but i need a new pair
cold -ss nights, used to sleep all on the floor
one opportunity,we gone get it then we gone
just know that there’ll be pressure when you sitting on the throne

[bridge]
two sips from my two cups, two puffs from my two blunts
two sips from my two cups, two puffs from my two blunts
two sips from my two cups, two puffs from my two blunts
two sips from my two cups, two puffs from my two blunts
slam dunk, derrick rose
got the jump, my n-gga kobe
leave these n-ggas like lamar odom
steph curry n-gga game over
slam dunk, derrick rose
got the jump, my n-gga kobe
leave these n-ggas like lamar odom
steph curry n-gga game over

[hook]
when i make it i’ma ball on ’em
swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish
when i make it i’ma ball on ’em
swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish

[verse 2: hansolo]
masked up like its halloween
that’s my mean mug what you know about me
double cup with that (?), homie
i swear to god i never went to prom, homie
reckless, yeah my jeans torn
like a gold chain my n-ggas put me on
these hoes need to get a grip
c0ked up with your silly -ss
some say i’m the bad guy
f-ck with me, that’s suicide
war wrapped, got my straw checked
couple line for a couple steps
forward, no turning back
these n-ggas better come strapped
move tracks like they move crack
fantasize ’bout getting big checks
hit atlanta for a lap dance
magic city, do my money dance
reckless youth the last generation
90s babies put your ones up
one time for my rich n-ggas
one time for my broke n-ggas
better rob a phoney when you see one n-ggas
swish game on steph curry n-gga

[verse 3: flexxfillemon]
taking your time, we taking off its easy
royalisle, the reckless youth, believe it
solo so composed and focused, jeez it’s
fillemon, i got the flow, get sea sick
overload with solar flow, its heat b-tch
’bout to blow, i know that y’all can feel it
i hope you ready my n-gga, its summer now i’m finna make it my n-gga
so quit the hating my n-gga, we finna ball
black timbalands and some dank for my b-tch
black with demands cause i know i’m the sh-t
fake shaking hands, i just give ’em my wrist
wrist game on dunk and the 3’s are never off
and thanks to support the d, ain’t never soft
got a couple gee that fiend for fillemon
feeling like the medici, i’m finna ball

[hook]
when i make it i’ma ball on ’em
swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish
when i make it i’ma ball on ’em
swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish

[verse 4: cupido]
these dudes get waxed like my girl’s coochie
get eaten up like my girl’s coochie
n-ggas came in spraying but they ain’t my girl’s coochie
and man i love my girl, i go hard for that coochie
rolling round with my n-ggas whyling
our wrists stay popping, royalisle the army
godless no conscious, man, chronic toxins
nostrils and lozenges, we ain’t give a f-ck
i’m rolling round with my joints as long as my hair is
i might p-ss out
shining tracks more like cooking crack
n-gga justin’s crib is the cash house
-ss-ssination stores emanc-p-tion
when i finally do it they’ll be glad i made it
muddy valastro we keep the cakes in
chilling with my shades on like i’m ray charles

- hansolo rap lyrics

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