Swap It Out lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
K'Shaun made this motherf*ckin' beat, n*gga

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Keed]
Wake up early morning every day and count the check
Bad b*tches 'round me eatin' drip and givin' neck
Book me, need the front end then it's a bet
Choker chain now but next is baguettes
Chanel drip up and down our legs
Big dawg sh*t, now your ho wanna pick
Percocet pill on me, I don't even stress
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, went straight to the top, n*gga, yeah
With the same n*ggas from the sandbox, yeah
In a hot top, f*ck the drop-top, yeah
Make the wrong move, be in slime park, yeah
She left her pants and said she left her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got 30, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
You haven't seen anything
I swerve in foreign things
I'm pullin' all the strings, yeah
Y'all rappers all extinct
"Keed, talk to 'em," yeah, she tat' it on her boob
Pretty bad sh*t, rockin' Steve Madden shoes
High-top Versace, spend a bag on the shoes
Diamond choker water, yeah, Honolulu
Yeah, where the bag at?
Take your chain, take a stand where the flag at
Switchin' lanes, do the dash in a Hellcat
Racks to my man Duke, you can't have that
Racks to my ho too, you can't have that
We'll crack a n*gga face like a crab shack
Whole lotta Jeffery bands in the hatchback
You a plug and got packs, we'll slatt that, on slime
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Keed]
Wake up early morning every day and count the check
Bad b*tches 'round me eatin' drip and givin' neck
Book me, need the front end then it's a bet
Choker chain now but next is baguettes
Chanel drip up and down our legs
Big dawg sh*t, now your ho wanna pick
Percocet pill on me, I don't even stress
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, went straight to the top, n*gga, yeah
With the same n*ggas from the sandbox, yeah
In a hot top, f*ck the drop-top, yeah
Make the wrong move, be in slime park, yeah
She left her pants and said she left her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got 30, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Flooded out Rollie, it don't tick-tock (Flooded out)
Money keep comin', don't sh*t stop (sh*t stop)
f*ck around and get me p*ssed off (p*ssed off)
Get shot, now you hollerin' like a hit dog (Hollerin' like a hit dog)
f*ck if you gangster or not
I'm with big slime and they slimin' you out (Slatt)
sh*t can get ugly for real
You don't got no strap, you can't come out the house (Come out the house)
n*ggas been rattin' since kids, they some mice
Play with your life just by rollin' the dice (Rollin' the dice)
b*tches be broke and they bad
My b*tches be pretty, they flooded with ice (Flooded with ice)
I made a whole lot of cash
I walk in the booth and I spit it, I'm nice (Spit it, I'm nice)
Boss number one, I think twice
Evil lil' n*gga, this world is so sheisty
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Keed]
Wake up early morning every day and count the check
Bad b*tches 'round me eatin' drip and givin' neck
Book me, need the front end then it's a bet
Choker chain now but next is baguettes
Chanel drip up and down our legs
Big dawg sh*t, now your ho wanna pick
Percocet pill on me, I don't even stress
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, went straight to the top, n*gga, yeah
With the same n*ggas from the sandbox, yeah
In a hot top, f*ck the drop-top, yeah
Make the wrong move, be in slime park, yeah
She left her pants and said she left her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got 30, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah
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