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resputyn and big prophet – swan lyrics

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slime talk, shoutout prophet, shoutout danny, shoutout the hookah lounge, shoutout weed

swan, swan

new york city ’till the day that i die
trapping up in bensonhurst with all of my slimes
she swipe up on the photo, well then that’s when i slide
i love to make her laugh but i love to make her cry

pull up in the 7, b-tches ask if i might
just pick them up and have ’em hang for the night
you’re pretty baby girl but the answer’s not quite
i don’t mean to hurt you but get out of my sight
dark outside but the club’s always light
tendency to sip the dirty sprite when i write
black swan in life but to her, i’m her knight
come in shining armor and make everything right

pull up in the coupe, my lips on a cigar
she wanna know if she can get it, i say i’m not sure
nineteen years old but i get money like i’m forbes
on the highest step but i started on the floor
money talk is ripe but i’m rotten to the core
if you start to act up then i’m finna make him snore

new york city ’till the day that i die
trapping up in bensonhurst with all of my slimes
she swipe up on the photo, well then that’s when i slide
i like to make her laugh but i love to make her cry

every single day boy you know my fit is tight
i ain’t got a stylist, i just know to do it right
ap on the wrist and my right hand on her thigh
long drag from the zig-zag and i feel i’m getting high
we don’t do the visine, holy water in her eye

time to change the vibe ’cause you know i’m pulling schemes
the money that i have is only in your dreams
benz in the garage so i’m whipping in the beam

soundproofing in the ‘stu but you can hear her scream
new wrap on the bentley, watch the b-tch gleam
money wads so fat my pockets tearing at the seam
up and under all your b-tches call your boy hakeem
i’m out on the streets k!lling all your self-esteem
all your self-esteem

- resputyn and big prophet lyrics

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