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SWAVAY
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SWAVAY
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SWAVAY
Producer
Walter Tinsley
Recording Engineer
Ash Levi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Okay, I'ma black on the beat
Okay, I'ma black out the rims
I might have to black on this ho
If she tell me she wanna be friends
I'm ridin' 'round just like the mayor
Too hot, I'ma black out the tint
I keep a blizzot in that Benz (I love you, Billy)
Ugly, you know it can get
[PostChorus]
Mmm, mmm
I put it down so long and so strong
Make ya bitch'll leave home, do wrong
Makin' bitches off the leash
Keep that
Real trap shit
[Verse 1]
Okay, okay
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
Banned from Atlanta, you know you can't come out
I'm from the jets, all my clothes gettin' hung out
Four **** deep, hit a kick door and run out
Boy, you ain't gangsta, the fuck is your gun out?
**** be rappin' like Bill, O-M-G, boy, these **** be runnin' off
Now you my son now
You finna black on that bitch 'cause you heard she was back at the crib
Talkin' 'bout me and him hung out
We can go drum for a drum, have a drum out
We can go drum for a drum, this a drum line
We can go drum for a drum, this a fun time
I'm from Atlanta, bitch, always the sun out
I'm from Atlanta, bitch, twin is my pronoun
Know I can't play 'bout no—, I'ma run down
I'm on the hunt like I live in a sundown
I don't wanna hang with no peon, no rapper
Can't even fuck with this bitch, she a capper
**** care more 'bout the internet more than they money
On God, boy, these lil' **** backwards
**** ain't trim, boy, you still wearing Galla
**** be grown tryna sound like a ****
**** be grown stealin' style from a ****
Aye, fuck all that, fuck all that
Real trap shit
[Chorus]
Okay, I'ma black on the beat
Okay, I'ma black out the rims
I might have to black on this ho
If she tell me she wanna be friends
I'm ridin' 'round just like the mayor
Too hot, I'ma black out the tint
I keep a blizzot in that Benz
Ugly, you know it can get
[PostChorus]
Mmm, mmm
I put it down so long and so strong
Make ya bitch'll leave home, do wrong
Makin' bitches off the leash
Keep that
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Written by: SWAVAY