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Burna Worldwide exclusive I be rapping with a death wish This is bad you should probably find an exit See I got hella people waiting on my next shit It's hard to breathe when I'm standing on your neck bitch Man somebody better cut the fucking check bitch I'm trying to pull up in a Lexus on my ex-chick It's 75 racks on a god necklace And I be standing prayed up so I'm blessed bitch yeah I rap this beat into a cardiac arrest Cut it out boy this gon' be a heart attack or less You got some fucking type of balls You done started with the best Little monkey turned gorilla I'm just beating on my chest You ain't gotta like it but you finna show respect Bitches get excited when I pull up on the set All up in my ear all she talkin' 'bout is sex I ain't even been to side I can get her out of her dress Call me Coolie baby I'm a local fucking legend Put it on the Swank boy I'm lucky number 7 I'm something like Frank when I'm rolling with the mob Tryna cut a couple tears with a dirty fucking reverend All I spit is flame nigga bring me that or lead it SongtexteGasoline shots nigga you know where I'm headed The realest nigga here we ain't even gotta dead it I ain't taking nothing back bitch I meant it if I said it Yeah put your fucking hands high I said put your fucking hands high Say all hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank I be rapping with a death wish This is bad you should probably find an exit See I got hella people waiting on my next shit It's hard to breathe when I'm standing on your neck bitch Man somebody better cut the fucking check bitch My niggas be wilin' for nothing really they reckless I just maneuver I'm moving right through the checklist A beautiful mess that I must confess that I wreck shit I hear some devil that make me a little hellish I guess That I was arrogant, inconsiderate, selfish at best Take what I need when I needed it and then I'm shelving the rest An overconfident cocky cynic conceited a mess Need you to kneel and pay homage in front of me when addressed I'm Lord Swanky and ain't nobody preceding me yet These niggas claim to be something that they ain't never been really But I ain't worried about it because I keep em in check Understand that I had a panic a couple of times Yeah my annex was frantic standing dead on their line Not afraid to be banished handle it every time Cracked a couple of necks, I'm breaking everyone's spine Intellectual I don't really be lacking in words Dumb it down for the idiots while attacking the nerds I'm ecstatic to be a savage bitch haven't you heard Must be tripping or something this fucking blast has got nerve Yeah put your fucking hands high I said put your fucking hands high Say all hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank All hail to the Swank Aus Songtexte Mania