Lyrics: Dion Hayes/Darryl Clemons/Lloyd Travis McKenzie Jr./Kevin Andre Price
Music: Dion Hayes/Darryl Clemons/Lloyd Travis McKenzie Jr./Kevin Andre Price
[Intro: Bay Swag]
These niggas realβ yeah
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Yeah, yeah (Go Grizz)
[Chorus: Bay Swag]
Relapsin' right now, nigga, I need some drank (Drank)
Wash it down with Percocet, if it ain't RP, I do pink (B100, pink)
I like mine all blues, on my shoes, I went Saint (Woo)
If she found out what I made today, she might faint (Yeah)
Hoppin' out that, huh, huh, huh, smokin' stank
I take bitches out the country, baby, I don't date
FN, frrt, frrt, frrt, make his body shake
I'm in the striker just in case gotta do drill out of state
[Verse 1: Bay Swag]
Dollar signs (Frrt, frrt), make her whine (Frrt, frrt)
If she slim thick (Frrt), then you know she mine (Frrt, frrt)
All these bitches want Nae-nae's ever since I signed
She said she ain't never seen a May-May, that shit parked outside
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm fried (Goddamn)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm blind
Yeah, this shit on the floor, OG went four-by-four
A bitch'll cry in your face and still be lyin', I don't trust no ho (Lame)
Nigga, this just what it is, I had to talk with the Zoe
Nigga, this just what it is, Perkies, I took 'bout four
You ever hop off the chopper then went straight to the jet?
Go to L.A. for some Ps, then give that shit to 'jects
Hustlin' shit in my genes, all I know is flex
Worldwide sniper for real, all I know is sex
The system on that bullshit, wait 'til they free Sex
It's Queens on the Mitchell & Ness
I'ma make sure I flex on my ex
Made an M, gotta add on the S
Watch these labels, they'll put you in debt
He was hatin' on me, got left
You could smell that lean on my breath
[Chorus: Bay Swag]
Relapsin' right now, nigga, I need some drank (Drank)
Wash it down with Percocet, if it ain't RP, I do pink (Pink)
I like mine all blues, on my shoes, I went Saint (Woo)
If she found out what I made today, she might faint (Yeah)
Hoppin' out that, huh, huh, huh, smokin' stank
I take bitches out the country, baby, I don't date
FN, frrt, frrt, frrt, make his body shake
I'm in the striker just in case gotta do drill out of state
[Post-Chorus: Bay Swag]
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm fried (Goddamn)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm blind (Huh, huh)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm fried (Goddamn)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm blind (Huh, huh)
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Cop some weed, thirty Ps, that ain't gas, you bluffin'
Spent a quarter M on my brother, tell me how the **** you struggle
If could hand it to you, I will
Keep somethin' bad on film
Been arguin' with my G, niggas counting up my Ms
With a bad bitch and friends, tote Glock 9 and 10s
Since Mox died, I been cautious, get caught lyin', I'm offin'
Niggas still doing that talkin', just left a dub in starlets
Through the grapevine I heard these bitches can't be her
That Patek real, it's rose, that bag touched, it's gone
No kissin', baby, I'm cool, I trick a little, I'm schooled
Them Chanel's startin' to add up, bought five of 'em this month
Big bruh know that I'm good, I don't hang with shit but wolves
[Chorus: Bay Swag]
Relapsin' right now, nigga, I need some drank (Drank)
Wash it down with Percocet, if it ain't RP, I do pink (Pink)
I like mine all blues, on my shoes, I went Saint (Woo)
If she found out what I made today, she might faint (Yeah)
Hoppin' out that, huh, huh, huh, smokin' stank
I take bitches out the country, baby, I don't date
FN, frrt, frrt, frrt, make his body shake
I'm in the striker just in case gotta do drill out of state
[Post-Chorus: Bay Swag]
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm fried (Goddamn)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm blind (Huh, huh)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm fried (Goddamn)
Pop a bean (Woo, woo), now I'm blind (Huh, huh)