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swish - trap dickey & baby kia lyrics

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[intro: trap d*ckey]
(that’s it right there, zay)
(imixnation, for real)
uh

[verse 1: trap d*ckey]
roll up some gas, my grandma call it reefer
trap n*gga, i’m kickin’ sh*t like fifa
cold as some ice but always keep a heater
drive*by’s in hondas with baby kia
bodies on bodies, this sh*t gettin’ deeper
grown*ass man, i ain’t runnin’ from nothin’
traumatized, i been crazy since a kid
don’t f*ck with my family, i’ll shoot at my cousin
chill, hardaway, man, you know you my brother
they still alive because you know who k!llin’ sh*t
do it so well, you can say i invented it
i know i started it, i gotta finish it
these n*ggas snitchin’, i know that they workin’
talkin’ too much, gotta watch who you servin’
n*ggas be hatin’ like i ain’t that person
then see me ballin’ like i’m haliburton
swish, g*lock 10 with a thirty
hit ’em, we caught him slippin’ on percys
flip it, i’m sellin’ p’s at churches
whip it, breakin’ my wrist, need surgery
k!ll it, the good die young so early
sin it, the blitz come through like they persian
police be hot every tuesday and thursday
finger f*ck the trigger like she a virgin
[verse 2: baby kia]
swish, nah, nah
17 gen 5 with a switch
and a micro draco binary with kick
jump out back, lil’ bro, he not missin’
on god, i’ll pay him a cool lil’ ticket (uh)
pay him a cool lil’ ticket
17 gen 5 with the fifty, brrt, built in, that’s the switchy
get a n*gga knocked off for a biscuit
mm, nah, he done got knocked off for a biscuit
big boy run down with that— big boy run down, drac’ no missin’
switchy, pull up 39 deuce, tail fish it
my b*tch pretty, coochie, kiss it
i buy amg 24 s class, peanut b*tter in it
alright, bk gettin’ paid but you know that
pull up srt, all orange like kodak
901 ct tron, this a throwback
i know a n*gga watchin’, want his ho back
we pull up, diamond chain, watch it go bad
yeah, that’s a goyard, lil’ b*tch, you probably ain’t ever own one yet
alright, twenty*six for the pendant
lil’ bro slide through, let some shots out the hemi
jump out, creep, make a n*gga feel it
he want some attention, too bad, told my young n*gga get it
micro draco out the window, i’m throwin’
21, 45, big crank blowin’
38 with that boom clap, take off your arm
n*ggas get out of line, bet we pull ’em back
huh, n*ggas get out of line, bet we get ’em back right
not soa, bet i’m shootin on sight
american tactical, stick with the light
pop out, shoot it up, all black like the night
f*ck what you heard, n*gga, b*tches tryna purge, n*gga
big stick, brrt, this a burst, n*gga, i get lost, skrrt and swerve, n*gga
youngin really catchin’ hats, that lil’ boy a nerd, n*gga
i see he ain’t built for that, threw up seein’ a dead bird, n*gga
oh my god

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