Swoosh (Intro) Lyrics – Smoove’L
Singer: Smoove’L
Title: Swoosh (Intro)
Shout out to that young n#gg# f#ckin’ it up in Brooklyn
Man, I’ma turn this lil’ n#gg#
The f#ckin’
This sh#t for the streets
Listen to this, n#gg#
I’m tellin’ you, I’m tellin’ you, b#tch
They know how im comin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mm
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I was tryna eat
Everybody had gave up on me
I was lookin’
I done went to get back on my feet
Learnin’ everybody ain’t your friend
I start to begin to win
Bro wouldn’t give me the wave, I wanted to ball too
You know you did it to yourself, can’t be mad I ignore you, yeah
Already feel I’m on top, feel like I’m on route
Arms out when I needed help, you wouldn’t fall through
I was standin’ by the corner storе lookin’ left and right ’cause I’m in a war
Gettin’ morе bags, doin’ less talk
On my IG, know the opps stalk
I got ’em scared like I’m Jeepers Creepers
All that down talk, you think I ain’t peep it
And they mad aside, know they suckin’, teethin’
On my dead homies, I’ma ball in Neiman’s
If you really my n#gg# I’ma give you a bag even if you do not need it
I can’t walk in no slippers, the pigs on my #ss, the law, I be tryna beat it
Her panties go down, I’ma give her some rounds, I steady f#ck like a demon
I be ridin’ ’round, then you hear a, “Baow,” you know that it was them demons
They be all bark, no bite
I don’t reply, it be on site
I’m goin’ way up, no kite
I cannot lay up tonight
Young n#gg# be gettin’ bags like the garbage
She clean the rug up, I’m the carpet
That p#ss# say, “Push,” I’ma go and start it
Never do small, hangin’ with the largest
Knock off her makeup, left it on my pillow
They tell me, “Calm down,” I can’t chill, though
Cargo tippin’ over, grab the wheel, though
I am a legend, Will Smith, Willow
Runnin’ these streets you will have some frenemies
No way they gon’ put a end to me
He lovin’ her beauty, his balance low, now he wonderin’ why they call me a beast
Bro wouldn’t give me the wave, I wanted to ball too
You know you did it to yourself, can’t be mad I ignore you, yeah
Already feel I’m on top, feel like I’m on route
Arms out when I needed help, you wouldn’t fall through
I was standin’ by the corner store lookin’ left and right ’cause I’m in a war
Gettin’ more bags, doin’ less talk
On my IG, know the opps stalk
I got ’em scared like I’m Jeepers Creepers
All that down talk, you think I ain’t peep it
And they mad aside, know they suckin’, teethin’
On my dead homies, I’ma ball in Neiman’s
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