SWIMWEAR

Lyrics

[Chorus] Put me on the play, and I'm in there like swimwear, and this is before I even grew chin hair Got opps tryna pop me and police tryna cuff me, just trust me, it's ugly, I've been there That snitching get colder than Big Bear Bro shipped the pack, he just hoping it get there Sentenced to ten, but he's going on his fifth year So many folded, but I'm too solid to switch gears [Verse 1] The opps need a note on they ass that say, "Kick here" Your Robins still have the tag, and them kicks weak Before I continue, it's one thing I have to get clear How did you get out on a murder in like six weeks? If you see me outside with a burner, you're in Schitt's Creek How you be claiming that's your homie, and y'all jumped on him? Pay attention to my story 'cause it gets deep Some more advice, if I was you, I would've bust on 'em But you was probably bustin' off a pill I'm a Dodger, and I've played every position on the field Brodie broke, could show you something you could feel And everytime he bounced out, he got a kill, for Germany If brother get off, then I'm getting off, for certainly For shit show, them sticks came Akimbo Bet the Smith make 'em limbo (Tuh) Free the hood until the hood free [Bridge] After we knock 'em down, we get some good eats How you get designered down just to look cheap? I could flip a hundred-thousand in a good week It's Remble [Chorus] Put me on the play, and I'm in there like swimwear, and this is before I even grew chin hair Got opps tryna pop me and police tryna cuff me, just trust me, it's ugly, I've been there That snitching get colder than Big Bear Bro shipped the pack, he just hoping it get there Sentenced to ten, but he's going on his fifth year So many folded, but I'm too solid to switch gears [Verse 2] Ah, ayy, we gon' get them busters Ayy, free my dad before y'all free the Menendez brothers (Bitch) Sat on the curb, and then they start taking pictures of me Went down for flocking, bitch, I've been tryna get some money Let 'em get closer, they gon' think that they onto something We court-side, and you gon' sit where your nose is runny Looks like she's wearing red-bottoms, her toes are bloody Been from your hood for ten years and ain't known for nothing Nigga, niggas hoes for that Was in my section, getting dome in a cul-de-sac Nigga, her pussy wetter than water itself I'ma Ksubi the jeans, then I'ma Prada the belt [Chorus] Put me on the play, and I'm in there like swimwear, and this is before I even grew chin hair Got opps tryna pop me and police tryna cuff me, just trust me, it's ugly, I've been there That snitching get colder than Big Bear Bro shipped the pack, he just hoping it get there Sentenced to ten, but he's going on his fifth year So many folded, but I'm too solid to switch gears