I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck
One swift thrust i'm ready to die, i'm too tall to hang...what the fuck..
And fuck the cops' defiance, i drop that shit that the block is buyin',
For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin
Flow so swift no linebacker can tackle,
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings
Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce
I insist bruh / sick but i'm swift n' this shits tough
That scary love, never get married love
Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke
Rapping swift as magic sticks & i ain't even fully woke
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
Defiance to any higher presence,
Y i word it in dead silence? a defiance to the question
And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven
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