Glass Ocean

Lyrics

Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard [Verse 1: Wavy Jone$] I got two blunts on my lip I got no roof on the whip I got a hundred thousand bitches, got no room on my dick The devil granted my wish to pull them boots for the click I want the world in my hands, but I'm losing my grip The pitch, black be the mist, tsunami, wet like a fish I pulled up to the cemetery like that ain't my shit A hundred blocks to the sniff, a hundred bottles of Chris Hеlicopter, speed boats, holocaust on my wrist I got a hope for the wеak and got a hope for the freak and got a hoe who don't know my name, all I know is she fiendin' 'Cause she heard I'ma feed it, make her squirt put a semen Pop that pussy in my face, bitch you know I'ma eat it Young Wavy Jone$, hair and bone, hang down to my toes Got that snow white hoes, like powder in they nose I be tippin', I'm pimpin', I gettin' dripped, when I hit it I'm never sippin', she livin', just when I get it, I get it, ya bitch Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard [Verse 2: P2THEGOLDMASK] I got too many flows, I got too much dough To waste time fucking around with you lame ass hoes I got too much charisma, I'm a woodgrain gripper Four tip of syrup, sip a more, [?], nigga If I never seen your face before, then we can't do business 'Cause these niggas out here snitching, dawg, and I can't be victim If I never seen your face before, then we can't do business 'Cause these niggas out here snitching and P2 won't be victim Gold mask never lacking, he be ready for action Still tipping dime, slow on 4's, swingers and adapters I'm a paperback stacker, P2 cold as as an elastic Got this 30 on my lap, cause these niggas be jacking And I heard these rappers mad, cause my CD be slapping And your girlfriend wanna fuck, cause she heard I be splashing I be mashing for cash and god damn, I be swagging Giving out free gain to CD, but next CD I'm taxing Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard Coming coming down the blvd Swanging on em' hard