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swift jitt - swift jitt - not taylor lyrics

[intro]
ain’t no n+gga f+ckin’ with me
n+gga, on my momma, n+gga—ayy!
klay thompson! ayy!
ayy!
n+gga!

[verse 1]
i can’t tell no lie, this sh+t blow my mind
how the f+ck everything be so fake?
been through h+ll and back, but in the end, b+tch, i’m great
take a lot that make me mad, they ask me why—’cause i’m paid
i ain’t dealin’ with that drama, leave that for the ladies
only smoke top shelf, i love my sh+t with flavor
only slide with my brother, my lil’ boo or my baser
b+tch had good p+ssy, i ain’t have no choice but taste her
put a pound on his head, my young n+ggas come and face him
i’m done wearin’ air forces, i been lookin’ for some bapestas

[verse 2]
i’m tired of buyin’ turkеy bags, i’m tryna invest in some acres
runnin’ up on swift, thе fastest way to meet your maker
run me up a hundred, put my slim b+tch on the table
i ain’t hungry for money, i already turned down the label
n+ggas broke as f+ck, but lil’ swift, that n+gga stable
when i say swift, i mean klay, not taylor
[verse 3]
n+ggas just be cap, i really trapped off the curb, n+gga
really got clientele, i don’t gotta serve n+ggas
havin’ sh+t for real, i don’t care about what you heard, n+gga
if it’s up, it ain’t no insta beef, i really hurt n+ggas
n+ggas be b+tches, i only hang with head+first n+ggas
n+gga play with swift, now he feelin’ like he cursed, n+gga
committed to the trap, i move these bags with a urge, n+gga
feel like a seven+figure n+gga whenever i’m with bird, n+gga
i talk to god, but i don’t go to church, n+gga
i’m still waitin’ on the day they let us purge, n+gga

[verse 4]
i had a l!ck for a brick, but i was short three zips
i had no choice but to serve my cracka larry bird, n+gga
had to back the beamer in, my vision blurred, n+gga
i ain’t drunk, p+ssy b+tch, i’m on syrup, n+gga
i almost slapped my lil’ b+tch because she ’bout spilled my sh+t
then i f+cked around and spilled it on my shirt, n+gga

[bridge]
ayy, if you come around me, n+gga, yeah, you better take notes
swear to god, n+gga, i’m the goat
if i’m ever wanted across the whole f+ckin’ country
on my momma, i’ma sail away in a f+ckin’ boat
ayy, i’m dead serious, n+gga, this is not no joke
[verse 5]
i could d+mn near do everything except go broke
d+mn, this sh+t so f+ckin’ crazy, these n+ggas so lazy
i know grown n+ggas trappin’ out a o, n+gga
on the rods in my division, they love how i’m livin’
but they don’t know what it took to get it
ever since a lil’ kid, i said i gotta be rich
and on my momma, i motherf+ckin’ meant it
n+gga, anything i want, i’ma get it

[verse 6]
me and bino pull up back+to+back in beamers
these is not no benzes
hold up, n+gga, can’t forget to mention
these our cars, we don’t gotta take ’em back—’cause they ain’t rented
where them n+ggas at from the pandemic?
them bad b+tches that they had and them racks—they f+ckin’ missin’
non+hustlin’ n+ggas, keep your distance
real trap n+ggas—in the end, they gon’ always come out winnin’

[outro]
ayy, really standin’ on that business
swift kept grindin’, now these f+ck n+ggas finished
dropped my window on a n+gga b+tch, she started grinnin’
all the pretty b+tches like young n+ggas who gettin’ it
(ad+libs)
young n+gga world!
ayy!
n+gga!
i’m the f+ckin’ goat, n+gga!
ayy!

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