b#tch Swim Lyrics – Fat Nick
Singer: Fat Nick
Title: b#tch Swim
MTM, hit ’em with the heat
These some old bands, don’t make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won’t jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a b#tch swim
Winter on my neck, December sh#t, like, God damn
These some old bands, don’t make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won’t jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a b#tch swim
Winter on my neck, December sh#t, like, God damn
Big cannon, no jammin’, pop it, airin’ sh#t out
I’m with Nick, no Cannon, but we wildin’ out
You an opp, you a poser, I done learned what you ’bout
Still rest in peace, [?], ’til I’m dead in the ground
Why the realest die young but these lames above ground
Makin’ money while I sleep, you [?]
Four, five, six, thirty, poppin’ 30s with lean
b#tch tried to sleep on me, I’m the man of her dreams
Opps tried to write me off, hit his neck with the beam
You a crumb, lil’ bum, I’m splittin’ checks with my team
Saw him flexin’, double cupped, oh, no, I cut up his lean
If cash rule everything, then I must be the king
These some old bands, don’t make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won’t jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a b#tch swim
Winter on my neck, December sh#t, like, God damn
These some old bands, don’t make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won’t jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a b#tch swim
Winter on my neck, December sh#t, like, God damn
Shorty ask what them fingers do, I play with the switch
[?] bottles poppin’ up, got me drunk like a b#tch
I f#cked her, you with her, kept on raw doggin’ sh#t
I ain’t gotta do much, let me call up a blitz
Mr. Swerve sh#t, shorty, go watch out for the beam
Drivin’ X6 trucks, opps know that it’s me
Keep a bag on the blick, no shells on the scene
I can’t pop no Acties, sniffed a blue, what you mean?
This the last time talking again, I’m lettin’ shots—
Let the Hellcat drag, I’m sl#tty, I’m poppin’ thots
I’m burnin’, heat up the block, I’m turnt, go light a dart
This the big bag club, get in, you need some knots
These some old bands, don’t make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won’t jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a b#tch swim
Winter on my neck, December sh#t, like, God damn
These some old bands, don’t make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won’t jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a b#tch swim
Winter on my neck, December sh#t, like, God damn
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