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Swingin' Sticks
Hip-Hop/Rap
Swingin' Sticks was released on December 12, 2022 by Ethernet Records as a part of the album Really Rad Volume 2
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Release DateDecember 12, 2022
LabelEthernet Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rivr
Rivr
Songwriter
Nearest Gantt
Nearest Gantt
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Damn let me spark my spliff it went out
I been high all week
A southern ****, out the dirt, we wish for shooting stars
I could set the tone for real, my **** watch me raise the bar
I'm smooth enough to fuck your granny like my name was El DeBarge
The people champ, just muscle up, need supercars for new garage
I like girls and she like girls, I know she wanna try menage
She told her to come and leave with me, so they leaving avec moi
She turning heads as soon as we walk in, not like an average broad
Its several dimes that hit my line, but nah we never stayed involved
Look my demon in his eyes, like mirror mirror on the wall
Now mirror mirror, tell me who's the highest **** of them all
It might be me, you wasn't keepin up if you popped Adderall
I'm in the trap like babies in the womb, I bet I have a ball
Fell into my feelings, then I fell into a bag or two
You was never here for me, but I always there for you
I don't need the nagging talk, I just need the gratitude
I love the pretty women, but I hate an ugly attitude
I can't count how many times a **** heard I'm mad at you
I don't even stress it now, just treat it like its casual
Yeah I had to leave, I'm sorry but it's what I had to do
That's just how it goes luv, you know I'm speaking factuals
Wake up in the morning, spark a spliff and count my paper up
I can tell by how you living, little **** you don't make enough
Gotta make the most of 24, some folks ain't waking up
If you not chasing paper, tell me why the fuck you caking up
Stupid ass ****, want some pussy over dollars
One thing I can never do is put a hoe before my guala
This is not a Disney story, I ain't Simba, you ain't Nala
I was born to get this dough, bitch I'm the prince, and not the pauper
Yeah we can swang the sticks
Like what the fuck you thought
Boy I was made for this
I prayed for this
To one day catch you lacking
And disable shit
I'm patient bitch
I knew yo time was coming
Its too late for shit
You made the list
I'm finna cross you out
And leave you blanking bitch
Veggie mode
We could turn that boy into a vegetable
A blessing though
We just tryna teach that boy a lesson though
Professionals
Smoking presidential
Like elections hoe
No stressing though
I get guap for real
Money perpetual
Written by: Nearest Gantt, River Ra-Ki Robinson
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