Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swap It Out, artist - Lil Keed.
Date of issue: 24.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Swap It Out |
Wake up early morning every day and count the check |
Bad bitches '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 shit, now your ho wanna pick |
Percocet pill on me, I don’t even stress |
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch |
Yeah, went straight to the top, nigga, yeah |
With the same niggas from the sandbox, yeah |
In a hot top, fuck 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 |
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 shit, 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 nigga face like a crab shack |
Whole lotta Jeffery bands in the hatchback |
You a plug and got packs, we’ll slatt that, on slime |
Wake up early morning every day and count the check |
Bad bitches '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 shit, now your ho wanna pick |
Percocet pill on me, I don’t even stress |
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch |
Yeah, went straight to the top, nigga, yeah |
With the same niggas from the sandbox, yeah |
In a hot top, fuck 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 |
Flooded out Rollie, it don’t tick-tock (Flooded out) |
Money keep comin', don’t shit stop (Shit stop) |
Fuck around and get me pissed off (Pissed off) |
Get shot, now you hollerin' like a hit dog (Hollerin' like a hit dog) |
Fuck if you gangster or not |
I’m with big slime and they slimin' you out (Slatt) |
Shit can get ugly for real |
You don’t got no strap, you can’t come out the house (Come out the house) |
Niggas been rattin' since kids, they some mice |
Play with your life just by rollin' the dice (Rollin' the dice) |
Bitches be broke and they bad |
My bitches 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' nigga, this world is so sheisty |
Wake up early morning every day and count the check |
Bad bitches '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 shit, now your ho wanna pick |
Percocet pill on me, I don’t even stress |
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch |
Yeah, went straight to the top, nigga, yeah |
With the same niggas from the sandbox, yeah |
In a hot top, fuck 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 |