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swat - track 3 lyrics

swat:
i paint a picture on a page like a comic (yeah)
the chronicles of convicted con smoking chronic (smoking loud)
high as a pilot on each day
cause i wake and bake then i make plays on the freeway (skrr skrr)
grown man business – what i got my hands in
friends with bad intentions switch on you like anakin (straight like that)
that’s a red flag , you don’t want those
me and a pen and a pad is like trump with the launch codes (what?!)
that’s destructive (aye), deconstruction (yeah), decomposition (yeah), things of that subject (yeah)
hid individuals lyrics are in the physical
i’m smoking that loud, surround sound, dolby digital
typical n-ggas are miserable making minimum
so i calculated my numbers and did incredible (for real)
collected currency (aye) and it’s courtesy (aye)
of my clientele (yeah) i serve currently (yeah)
smoking unto my lungs need a surgery (surgery)
i’m burning third degree
kermit, ninja turtle green
(kermit ninja turtle green n-gga aye)
(aye) i’m burning third degree
kermit, ninja turtle green

yi$hay:
my duns told me i could spit
so i been prepping for the 12 or if they order the 6
i’ll take the stand and say “i live this gift”
an activist still packing piff to share these lyrics or these thoughts i get, immaculate
hopping off the e train, that’s the smell of new york
walking up the escalator, smell of p-ss and newports
i’m sculpting wax when i do tracks dun
talking bout b-tches or the riches?
reminiscing for fun
i know some women that won’t bury the heater, they’ll sen-u-to-rita
south bronx lupita thick like honey, she a libra
who work at two sneaker stores
just crazy 8s and small jokes when i see her
but she’ll never be my wifey
but i do love and need ya
we’ve had our faults
but i d-mn sure ain’t one to appease ya
i’m nice n-gga
like the borderline preacher
come meet the most fly, most high, frequency to speaker
nasty? na it’s super ether

brodiebk:
i’m just riding in that brand new
do the sh-t you can’t do
cooler than the water under jesus christ’s sandals
living like a vandal
can’t catch me in no vans though
i’m the n-gga got ya b-tch switching up in the plans folk
listening to vandross
bout to take her pants off
yeah i know her baby daddy but that n-gga mad soft
blunts to the face, now we taking off like nasa
whips and a chain like a disobeyed masa
schooling these young n-ggas apply for your fafsa
ball so hard put my jerseys in the rafters
this track dapper, this nicest n-gga from now to hereafter
full-time n-gga just a part-time trapper
got your girl eating everything, no fear factor
doing things you can’t fathom
make fans stand like the national anthem
broads wanna trap him
but the money be the focus
a porsche drive but i could only afford a focus

- swat lyrics

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