Talibando, Babyface Ray - Swim Team lyrics

[Talibando, Babyface Ray - Swim Team lyrics]

Yeah like P Gutta, I'm a hustler, nigga
Like P Gutta, I'm a hustler yeah
Ayy, ayy like P Gutta, I'm a hustler
ES7M Swim Team, nigga excuse me
(It's a GW Production) s6 swim, yeah

Ayy, like P Gutta, I'm a hustler
Loyalty over money, that money
It keep 'em loyal that paper, it's makin' it
Stressful, the song, i can't even enjoy it
I'm fuckin' on who I want
Rebellious, I never listen
I do whatever I want
Fly to Caym' for the winter
Girl still ain't been in the snow
'Noid that at every minute they
Might be kickin' the door
I ain't tellin' you shit
Fuck you askin' me for?
I'm keepin' her with me, the pretty bitch
We on go (Boy)
Niggas' money low, they gettin' irritable
(Irritable) i'm not a rap nigga
I paint pictures for a living (Not at all)
My boy paint houses just like Jimmy
You'll be missing (Nigga)
I used to hit the high
School games from detention, ayy
(I used to hit the high school)
Get a room suite
Just enough for all the freaks (Nigga)
Official Team East, you don't work
Then you don't eat
Niggas playin' Instagram games when it's beef
She a leech, she'll suck your boy to sleep
(Ooh, ooh) girl, if you broke
How you fuckin' on him for free? (How?)
Buy the pretty bitch a purse
Put a rap ho in McQueen
(Buy a bad bitch a purse)
Damn, I was broke, now my sneakers say Celine
(Damn, I was broke)
Niggas was up, why the hell you facin' green?
(Niggas was up)
Dope game, it ain't never changin' (Uh)
If you got some money, you can fuck her
This shit crazy (Uh)
God, I'm too deep, deep in, you can't save me
(Deep) it ain't no nigga on this
Earth say they made me (yeah, nigga)
Trials and tribulations, like Bronny
You witness greatness
I don't write my raps and
These niggas be writin' statements
Show up super late and I
Hop out in the latest
Let her suck my dick and
She feel like she upgraded
(Feel like she upgraded)

Everything I do extravagant
(yeah) , I can't do no basic (Nah)
Make a nigga think I print it when
I pop out all blue faces (Beep)
My new kit, it's all white
I kinda feel like I'm a racist (Burr)
They compare me to the GOATs because
I trap like all the greatest (Facts)
I be layin' with the chopper 'cause
That make me feel the safest
My closet like Saks 5th
It just be fit with all the latest
If you got a good run up like I know
You better save it (Better save it)
Just counted up a couple hundred thousand
Felt amazing (Beep)
My hustle'll never stop
I'm gon' get money 'til the day
That they makin' my casket drop (My casket)
Fuck all you hatin'-ass niggas who be
Mad that we on top (Fuck 'em, yeah)
If it's like that
I'll walk 'em down like NLE Choppa
Niggas really don't want problems
Tapped in out west
I be chillin' with the plug
TSA was on my ass, flew a sixty, all dubs
Bring the Sprites with the sparklers
In the club, bitch, we pourin' mud
(yeah) we just poured up a nigga
Rent and we showin' love (Ahh)
Tryna have a money fight with us
The club run out of ones
Bitches know they safe with us
The Navy got a lot of guns
And they wanna party with the Wavy
Come and have some fun (Come on)
They know we really the ones
Fuck off some money for nothin'

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