Olympic
Bitch I'm in Olympic you been rocking that above ground
Pull up in a Ghost, bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
Trippin' off of life, I don't ever wanna come down
Spend a fucking grip, I don't really give a fuck now
Yeah I don't really give a fuck now
And I don't ever wanna come down
Bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
You been rocking that above ground
Chunga Chunga Chunga Chunga Chunga lie and say you missed him
Had to get up on my wave and hit the QuickBooks
And they got nothing to say, they got the hiccups
Cybertruck I'm whipping, aye, we flexing pickups
Pussy so wet, the bed flooded out
Six million thousand bitches, boy I'm running out
Don't put drinks in my hand if you don't want cussing out
If I got beef with a bitch then we can fuck it out
Average over a hundred percent on my Fidelity
And the SEC wanna investigate me
Empty champagne bottles, you can't even Uber me
Two girls at the same time, hotel I need room for three
Ice Cream Truck Dick playing at my eulogy
Two years, cheapest thing I own will be an SRT
Working like a engine, I'm just moving the pistons
I won't stop til I can pay off homie's college tuition, yeah
Bitch I'm in Olympic you been rocking that above ground
Pull up in a Ghost, bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
Trippin' off of life, I don't ever wanna come down
Spend a fucking grip, I don't really give a fuck now
Yeah I don't really give a fuck now
And I don't ever wanna come down
Bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
You been rocking that above ground
Jackknife, now you swimming in the minimum
Cannonball, lining bitches up I'm hitting em
Butterfly doors, pitch-black tinted, uh
Backstroke, I got bitches ad infinitum
I'm buzzed, light the wood, ash it in a Coors empty
I'm just living life, fuck it if they don't commend me
Popping pills every morning just to slow me down
Just to learn to give myself the benefit of doubt
Out my mind, within my means
Swamp G, big shirt, cut sleeves
Can't get in the club, fuck it, I'ma leave
Solo tequila, that's a missing puzzle piece
I'm a alien cowboy with skin full of signs
Hieroglyphic in the crops where my trac' beam shine
Tryna show these motherfuckers the extent of my prowess
I'm a young warlock in this SwampLand tower
Bitch I'm in Olympic you been rocking that above ground
Pull up in a Ghost, bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
Trippin' off of life, I don't ever wanna come down
Spend a fucking grip, I don't really give a fuck now
Yeah I don't really give a fuck now
And I don't ever wanna come down
Bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
You been rocking that above ground
Pull up in a Ghost, bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
Trippin' off of life, I don't ever wanna come down
Spend a fucking grip, I don't really give a fuck now
Yeah I don't really give a fuck now
And I don't ever wanna come down
Bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
You been rocking that above ground
Chunga Chunga Chunga Chunga Chunga lie and say you missed him
Had to get up on my wave and hit the QuickBooks
And they got nothing to say, they got the hiccups
Cybertruck I'm whipping, aye, we flexing pickups
Pussy so wet, the bed flooded out
Six million thousand bitches, boy I'm running out
Don't put drinks in my hand if you don't want cussing out
If I got beef with a bitch then we can fuck it out
Average over a hundred percent on my Fidelity
And the SEC wanna investigate me
Empty champagne bottles, you can't even Uber me
Two girls at the same time, hotel I need room for three
Ice Cream Truck Dick playing at my eulogy
Two years, cheapest thing I own will be an SRT
Working like a engine, I'm just moving the pistons
I won't stop til I can pay off homie's college tuition, yeah
Bitch I'm in Olympic you been rocking that above ground
Pull up in a Ghost, bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
Trippin' off of life, I don't ever wanna come down
Spend a fucking grip, I don't really give a fuck now
Yeah I don't really give a fuck now
And I don't ever wanna come down
Bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
You been rocking that above ground
Jackknife, now you swimming in the minimum
Cannonball, lining bitches up I'm hitting em
Butterfly doors, pitch-black tinted, uh
Backstroke, I got bitches ad infinitum
I'm buzzed, light the wood, ash it in a Coors empty
I'm just living life, fuck it if they don't commend me
Popping pills every morning just to slow me down
Just to learn to give myself the benefit of doubt
Out my mind, within my means
Swamp G, big shirt, cut sleeves
Can't get in the club, fuck it, I'ma leave
Solo tequila, that's a missing puzzle piece
I'm a alien cowboy with skin full of signs
Hieroglyphic in the crops where my trac' beam shine
Tryna show these motherfuckers the extent of my prowess
I'm a young warlock in this SwampLand tower
Bitch I'm in Olympic you been rocking that above ground
Pull up in a Ghost, bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
Trippin' off of life, I don't ever wanna come down
Spend a fucking grip, I don't really give a fuck now
Yeah I don't really give a fuck now
And I don't ever wanna come down
Bitches know I'm 'bout to dumbfound
You been rocking that above ground
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Writer(s): Swamp G
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