Letras
(Swinging shit just like a hammer, huh)
(Swinging shit just like a hammer, aye)
(Swinging, I'm swinging, I'm swinging)
Aye, swinging shit like just hammer (just like a hammer)
I can't fuck up on that shawty cuz the bitch got hammered (that bitch got drunk)
Peanut butter whip, just watch me flip out in a jammer (skrt, skrt)
Hanging with a Lesley, sniffing Becky up with Tanner, ugh
He went ghost, and now he's flexing now?
She squeeze me like some juice, I spin back, and then I press her out
Switch gears and take another route
Work hard, I got the fucking gout (damn!)
Talking back, but giving up her lip, she got a fucking mouth
Still work in sound, if this shit go south
Shawty claim she love me, but don't want me, that shit took me out (that took me out)
Should've never took her out
Rocket aimed right at yo house
808s start knocking, oh yeah King Zane start to booming now
Aye, swinging shit, yeah we get jazzy (jazz hands)
Call her TSA, cuz ion like it when she handsy
Think bout money up on stand 3
Know these niggas, they can't stand me
Said he running up his racks, well bitch I'm running up a stampede (let's go)
Keep it real that's why they stamp me
Bitch I'll leave you like you, Bambi
Bitch I'll treat it like a hate crime, and we'll aim it at yo mammy
Had no option, it was plan Z
That bitch should've took a Plan B
I can't hang around no niggas popping percs just like it's candy (nah)
9th grade feeling like that ninja, nigga hoes should call me Randy
She from Texas, hit her off my checklist; cheeks, I call her Sandy
Know some niggas out in tally, mark you off just like tally, nigga
Weed come straight from Cali, nigga
Uh huh, yeah, them valley niggas (woo!)
Aye, swinging shit just like a hammer (let's go!)
I can't fuck up on that shawty cuz the bitch got hammered (no no!)
Peanut butter whip, just watch me flip out in a jammer, aye
Hanging with a Lesley, sniffing Becky up with Tanner, aye
Swinging shit just like a hammer (let's go!)