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live swindle – trappin n balmain lyrics

jay critch:
(chorus)
(hey) it ain’t no love in these streets
n-ggas gone find out the hard way
thinking about money like all day
n-ggas been trappin in balmain
i see them hunnits from far away
night time diamonds shine like its broad day
these f-ck n-ggas going the wrong way
she sucking me up had a long day
talking to money like h-llo
where you at n-gga i need the extras
i just been feeling like melo
still scoring while i’m under the pressure
we coming straight out the ghetto
ima go and get the rari no tesla
my wrist is looking like treasure
your b-tch she want me to bless her

live swindle:
(swindledat)
ain’t no love in the street
give a f-ck what you think
but you know i’m securing the bag more
water jewelry im feeling like jesus
freezing
she fell in love with dash board
loubitton on my sneaker
ballin no bleacher
trapping i jugg to the last call
ima jimmy the bentley then blast off
n-ggas ain’t in my lane that’s a crash course
swindledat hit that l!ck that flip that made my wrist go dip that
she bougie i hit that split that kick that
i ain’t really with the chit chat
i be posted where ever the bag at
point me straight to the safe where the racks at
double down on my bet ima bag that
if you play my bread i go mad max
everyday i’ma hop out the coupe
i’m dropping the roof
gotta switch up the route
balmain sitting on top of my shoes
i’m jugging and spinnin they copy the moves
she feeling me drive i’m squeezing the juice
tom ford i afford you can’t do what i do
main attraction when i step in the room
pull up on the gs my n-ggas go woo

(chorus)

rayted star:
it’s in my blood to finesse
smoke out the pound gotta roll up my enemies
i go dumb with a check
n-ggas talk tough on the net but don’t never do sh-t to me
givenchy came straight outta paris
know they embarr-ssed cause they used to sit with me
milano expenses
40 extended
i know n-ggas plotting on stickin me
knock it off lil b-tch can’t touch this
leveled up on them n-ggas that did all that f-ck sh-t
left that b-tch in dust she disgusting
tech in the clutch you could see how i’m coming
slide on the ice like gretzky ballin on these n-ggas can’t check me
kick game sick like jet
f-ckin on ya b-tch she ain’t sh-t don’t test me
spit your game n-gga talk yo sh-t
chain get sn-tched or your car get flipped
what’s your move better make the right one
bat mobile but this the white one
reach for my ice i light ya life up
do it right like spike its smoke then light up
gme tme sh-t great minds talk money
we ballin all season
(owwwwww)

(chorus)

- live swindle lyrics

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