Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swimming, artist - Baby Goth. Album song Baby Goth, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 14.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Swimming |
| See me in the Pink Ferrari |
| I got on a hoodie 'cause my neck so icy |
| If you says I’m Baby, then I’m gon' take a breather |
| Baby cruising courtside, rolling up a fatty |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain’t slept in weeks |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG |
| Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada |
| Living our life the way we fucking wanna |
| Swerving in this brand new Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Talking all that shit but nigga, you ain’t got no cake |
| You’s a dumb ass nigga, sending shots, ain’t got no aim (Ain't got no aim) |
| You’s a dumb ass nigga if you think that bitch your bae |
| Think she with me right now, iced out |
| Me and Baby rolling 'til it’s lights out (Lights out, yeah) |
| Need some cleaning, Lysol (Pssh, pssh, pssh) |
| I said I’m rolling with the gang, got pipes out |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain’t slept in weeks |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG |
| Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada |
| Living our life the way we fucking wanna |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain’t slept in weeks |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG |
| Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada |
| Living our life the way we fucking wanna |
| I don’t pop no molly, but I definitely fucked a Molly |
| They gonna tell me sorry when I get my first Grammy |
| Rest in peace to granny, all that matters is my family |
| Rest in peace to granny, all that matters is my family |
| Ice is heavy on my wrist now (My wrist is heavier) |
| We rolling in a smoke cloud (We always smoking, yeah) |
| Get too high, I’m never coming down (Never coming down) |
| With the family, fucking up the town |
| Now I’m swimming in the ocean with my jet-ski robbing something |
| Got a girl I really like, the type that you could really see |
| I hope this girl is feeling me, yeah |
| I said, I hope this girl is feeling me, yeah (Feeling me), ayy |
| Baby, bust me down like a brand new watch (Bust me down) |
| If you feeling low, let me turn you up a notch (Up a notch) |
| And this sick drip brighter than a new Grammy (Grammy) |
| Out here puffing fatties, swaying with the palm trees (Palm trees) |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain’t slept in weeks |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG |
| Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada |
| Living our life the way we fucking wanna |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain’t slept in weeks |
| Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG |
| Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada |
| Living our life the way we fucking wanna |