Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nike Swoosh, artist - BlocBoy JB. Album song Simi, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bloc Nation
Song language: English
Nike Swoosh |
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up |
Hah, hah, hah |
Ayy we gon' pull up with them sticks and make 'em lay down (and make 'em lay |
down) |
I got a Glock, it got a dick, and I’ma spray now (graow baow) |
That nigga talkin' like a bitch, ayy what you say now? |
(word, word) |
And I just put fifty up in a lil K round (K round) |
Gun to your mouth, tell me what you gon' say now bitch (say now) |
Ooh, I just spent fifty on jewels (ooh) |
Ooh, you know I ball like Caillou (Caillou) |
Poof, put a nigga ass on the news (news) |
Shoot, then I make a song called Shoot (shoot) |
Ice on my wrist and it cost 'bout a coupe (word) |
I fuck your bitch and I drop her like oops (that's on my mama) |
Oops, I just dropped her like oops (oops) |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh (let's do it) |
These niggas, I call 'em Twitter the Tiger (tiger) |
You are not a hitter you a typewriter (you a typewriter) |
I’ma spark a nigga like a bic lighter (bic lighter) |
Smash on your bitch, that’s a one-nighter (one-nighter) |
I’d rather get jumped before I start running (running) |
Hit the dash cuz, don’t you see the cops comin'? |
(they comin') |
We gone (gone), I was on the block late night servin' cones (cones) |
Y’all was in house when the streetlight came on (that's on my mama) |
You know my TY with the chrome (word) |
He on the t-rike, he got roam (yeah, yeah) |
Hundred fuckin' shots at his dome (yeah yeah yeah) |
Oops, I just dropped her like oops |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Oops, I just dropped her like oops |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
400, uh, uh |
Down, said it go down down down, said it go down down down |
You flex on the 'Gram, how? |
You don’t trap, you ain’t flip fifty pounds, wow (uh-oh) |
Deuce deuce twenty-five, thirty-eight, forty Glock, four-five |
My gun game got style, uh |
Niggas know I’m down to slide, double homicide |
Do a nigga foul (400) |
Keep the Glock cocked, I’m first to start bustin' |
You swear you a shooter, I swear I saw you runnin' |
You TD ain’t turnt down, niggas can’t tell me nothin' |
You ain’t lit bitch, shut up and start fuckin' |
Ooh, I had to ice out the crew, ooh |
I had to fuck with the blue, ooh |
BlocBoy, YG in a coupe, ooh |
What’s the color of the car? |
suuwoop |
Red and blue come together, that’s a zoo, ooh |
Go against the gang, that’s a lose, ooh |
Man y’all lil niggas got somethin' to prove, ooh |
What you learn at high school, shoot |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, bitch I got the juice |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, bitch I had a shootout, bitch, it made the news |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah that right there it put me in the mood |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, don’t get shot bitch, touchin' my jewels |
Oops, I just dropped her like oops |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Oops, I just dropped her like oops |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |
Baby let’s do it like Nike Swoosh |