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Swimming (feat. Trippie Redd & Lil Xan)
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Turn me up, Fu See me in the Pink Ferrari I got on a hoodie 'cause my neck so icy If you say I'm baby, then I'm gon' take a breather Baby crusing court side rolling up a fatty R-r-rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks Rolling, rolling, rolling up and passing that OG Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada Living our life the way we ****ing wanna Swerving in this brand new Wraith (Skrt, skrt) Talking all that shit but, *****, you ain't got no case You's a dumbass *****, sending shots, ain't got no aim (Ain't got no aim) You's a dumbass ***** if you think that ***** your babe (You think she) 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 R-r-rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks Rolling, rolling, rolling up and passing that OG Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada Living our life the way we ****ing wanna R-r-rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks Rolling, rolling, rolling up and passing that OG Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada Living our life the way we ****ing wanna I don't pop no molly, but I definitely ****ed 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, ****ing up the town (Town, town) Now I'm swimming in the ocean with my jetski 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) Baby, bust me down like a brand new watch (Bust me down) If you're feeling low, let me turn you up a notch (Up a notch) And this sick drip brighter than a new Grammy Out here puffing fatties, swaying with the palm trees R-r-rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks Rolling, rolling, rolling up and passing that OG Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada Living our life the way we ****ing wanna R-r-rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks Rolling, rolling, rolling up and passing that OG Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada Living our life the way we ****ing wanna
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