Swoosh

Swoosh, I walk in, I wild out, I walk out, I chuck out a deuce I’m drippin’, I’m flickin, my wrist and, the bitches, they jump out the roof The business is business, so don’t give a fuck if I’m not in a suit Fuck up, a ratchet, and pass it, I swear that my status is swoosh I walk in, I wild out, I walk out, I chuck out a deuce I’m drippin’, I’m flickin, my wrist and, the bitches, they jump out the roof The business is business, so don’t give a fuck if I’m not in a suit Fuck up, a ratchet, and pass it, I swear that my status is swoosh Didn’t they tell you I was balling? Had to turn my goddamn phone off, coz you baby keep calling I don’t three point, I don’t free throw I just be slam dunking on you weak hoes I’m lynching niggas I’m in beast mode Look, 1990 I was given breath, and I been grinding ever since I’m crushing up the winners section in my palm now, ‘bout to roll em in spliff Swoosh, she just hopped on the dick Oops, I just hopped up in your bitch Oosh, I just hit another lick Ooooh, I just whipped another hit I don’t got no gang signs but I’m repping I’m really ahead of my time, you’re really fortunate I be in the present I’m in the moment, I’m seeing everything but opponents Keeping it thorough really lonely When I’m booth man I’m really Kobe When I get shooting Swoosh, I walk in, I wild out, I walk out, I chuck out a deuce I’m drippin’, I’m flickin, my wrist and, the bitches, they jump out the roof The business is business, so don’t give a fuck if I’m not in a suit Fuck up, a ratchet, and pass it, I swear that my status is swoosh I walk in, I wild out, I walk out, I chuck out a deuce I’m drippin’, I’m flickin, my wrist and, the bitches, they jump out the roof The business is business, so don’t give a fuck if I’m not in a suit Fuck up, a ratchet, and pass it, I swear that my status is swoosh That’s nothing but net, you running with veterans I’m running up checks, I’m sipping on medicine Yeah I’m talking lean, oh you talking teams? Didn’t somebody tell you talk is cheap That throne you got is just another seat Every damn time, you can tell that I’m out my damn mind You can walk, you can run but can’t hide I can get off a plane and stay fly Man they said your shit was fire? Dammit your crew should be fired Damn your whole crew should retire Dammit I’m through with you cowards I’m here moving mountains, stacking up and counting Stacking up and counting, tryna keep these sorry niggas from around me Please don’t bring them boys around me I’m tryna make her back it up and arouse me Back, back it up and dump it, I’m scoring on ‘em, like I’m hitting buckets Look how Erick rushes, man the kid is something Ain’t he something? Swoosh, I walk in, I wild out, I walk out, I chuck out a deuce I’m drippin’, I’m flickin, my wrist and, the bitches, they jump out the roof The business is business, so don’t give a fuck if I’m not in a suit Fuck up, a rachet , and pass it, I swear that my status is swoosh I walk in, I wild out, I walk out, I chuck out a deuce I’m drippin’, I’m flickin, my wrist and, the bitches, they jump out the roof The business is business, so don’t give a fuck if I’m not in a suit Fuck up, a rachet , and pass it, I swear that my status is swoosh