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Description
Unknown: Bay Swag
Producer: Noheartdinero
Composer Lyricist: Lloyd McKenzie jr
Composer Lyricist: Robert Williams
Lyrics and translation
Original
I buy this s**t to drank, n***a, I don't sell no lean (sell no lean)
We let 'em go for four, but we sellin' 'em for seventeen (seventeen)
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (no bap)
I'on just think for self, I put on the whole damn team (whoo)
Young boy knocked his f**kin' head up
Playin' around with them keys (brr)
I'on even play around with this s**t (what?)
Why the f**k you think I'm playin' 'round with your b***h? (Ay, ay)
Every time we touch down in yo' city
It got like twosie sticks (oh my God)
Everything been AP
I might f**k around and put hole in your tips, s**t (let's go)
Remember when I touched a honeybun (what?)
If she suck d**k good, she gettin' her tommy tucked (whoo)
I keep some damn trish up in my Fanta, not the funny one (let's go)
Yetta, yetta, none 'bout me tender, tender
I swear, you ain't cold outside
Keep my playa's for the winter, winter (ay, ay, what?)
Don't make me call big bro outside
'Cause he gon' get 'em, get 'em (brr)
Wack 'em, he gon' split 'em, split 'em (brr)
She keep on tellin' her friends we go together
Only f**ked her once (what?)
Slizzy motion in my blunt, no, we 'on't smoke on Runtz (no bap)
Go to Star, get some ones, I do that s**t for fun (no bap)
They been knowin' I'm the one (no bap)
Hunnid on my pant, f**k I look, without a gun
Never understand how n***as is deadbeats
How the f**k you look without your son?
I buy this s**t to drank, n***a, I don't sell no lean (sell no lean)
We let 'em go for four, but we sellin' 'em for seventeen (seventeen)
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (no bap)
I'on just think for self, I put on the whole damn team (whoo)
Young boy knocked his f**kin' head up
Playin' around with them keys (brr)
I'on even play around with this s**t (what?)
Why the f**k you think I'm playin' 'round with your b***h? (Ay, ay)
Philly, on radar
Caddy with them AR's (brr)
So many dead bodies
They can't even find my daddy in the graveyard (wow)
Weren't tryna hear about it
Lil' young keep talkin', he let that Draco (keep talkin')
I'm like, "Show me some"
He ain't show me none, I turn to Rachel (I'm gone)
Matte black, off-road Lambo' move like a racecar (vroom)
Maybach, Maybach, add it up, that's like an eight-ball (yes)
Couple bombs, Audemar skeleton came with the face off (ah!)
F**kin long, tell the b***h
Let the b***h, I ain't even stayin' long (yeah)
50 pack in my pocket, middle of the threesome
F**k, my pants on, with my gun too
N***as know that if I get mad enough
I might come through (I might come through)
KFC, I bring that chicken out, and my gun too
He thinkin' one-of-one too
Million-dollar jewelry with an M, in cash, I'on do no runnin' (never)
She had flew out with me on a jet, but now her Uber comin' (ah)
She get off that Sexyy Red
This hood s**t got her coochie runnin' (let's go)
Like, why every time these n***as pop up dead
Nobody got none to do wit' none, like, wow
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (no bap)
I'on just think for self
I put on the whole damn team (n***a gotta stand for some)
Young boy knocked his f**kin' head up
Playin' around with them keys (brr)
I'on even play around with this s**t (seal team six, what?)
Why the f**k you think I'm playin' 'round with your b***h? (B***h)
Every time we touch down in yo' city
It got like 50 sticks (oh my God)
Everything been AP
I might f**k around and punch all they teeths, s**t (let's go)
English translation
I buy this s**t to drank, n***a, I don't sell no lean (sell no lean)
We let 'em go for four, but we sellin' 'em for seventeen (seventeen)
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (no bap)
I'on just think for self, I put on the whole damn team (whoo)
Young boy knocked his f**kin' head up
Playin' around with them keys (brr)
I'on even play around with this s**t (what?)
Why the f**k you think I'm playin' 'round with your b***h? (Ay, ay)
Every time we touch down in yo' city
It got like twosie sticks (oh my God)
Everything been AP
I might f**k around and put hole in your tips, s**t (let's go)
Remember when I touched a honeybun (what?)
If she suck d**k good, she gettin' her tommy tucked (whoo)
I keep some damn trish up in my Fanta, not the funny one (let's go)
Yetta, yetta, none 'bout me tender, tender
I swear, you ain't cold outside
Keep my playa's for the winter, winter (ay, ay, what?)
Don't make me call big bro outside
'Cause he gon' get 'em, get 'em (brr)
Wack 'em, he gon' split 'em, split 'em (brr)
She keep on tellin' her friends we go together
Only f**ked her once (what?)
Slizzy motion in my blunt, no, we 'on't smoke on Runtz (no bap)
Go to Star, get some ones, I do that s**t for fun (no bap)
They been knowin' I'm the one (no bap)
Hunnid on my pant, f**k I look, without a gun
Never understand how n***as is deadbeats
How the f**k you look without your son?
I buy this s**t to drank, n***a, I don't sell no lean (sell no lean)
We let 'em go for four, but we sellin' 'em for seventeen (seventeen)
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (no bap)
I'on just think for self, I put on the whole damn team (whoo)
Young boy knocked his f**kin' head up
Playin' around with them keys (brr)
I'on even play around with this s**t (what?)
Why the f**k you think I'm playin' 'round with your b***h? (Ay, ay)
Philly, on radar
Caddy with them AR's (brr)
So many dead bodies
They can't even find my daddy in the graveyard (wow)
Weren't tryna hear about it
Lil' young keep talkin', he let that Draco (keep talkin')
I'm like, "Show me some"
He ain't show me none, I turn to Rachel (I'm gone)
Matte black, off-road Lambo' move like a racecar (vroom)
Maybach, Maybach, add it up, that's like an eight-ball (yes)
Couple bombs, Audemar skeleton came with the face off (ah!)
F**kin long, tell the b***h
Let the b***h, I ain't even stayin' long (yeah)
50 pack in my pocket, middle of the threesome
F**k, my pants on, with my gun too
N***as know that if I get mad enough
I might come through (I might come through)
KFC, I bring that chicken out, and my gun too
He thinkin' one-of-one too
Million-dollar jewelry with an M, in cash, I'on do no runnin' (never)
She had flew out with me on a jet, but now her Uber comin' (ah)
She get off that Sexyy Red
This hood s**t got her coochie runnin' (let's go)
Like, why every time these n***as pop up dead
Nobody got none to do wit' none, like, wow
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (no bap)
I'on just think for self
I put on the whole damn team (n***a gotta stand for some)
Young boy knocked his f**kin' head up
Playin' around with them keys (brr)
I'on even play around with this s**t (seal team six, what?)
Why the f**k you think I'm playin' 'round with your b***h? (B***h)
Every time we touch down in yo' city
It got like 50 sticks (oh my God)
Everything been AP
I might f**k around and punch all they teeths, s**t (let's go)