Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Hillary Swank lyrics

We don't say swag no more we say swa*k [Verse 1:] Yo, yo, Hip-Hop's a jungle Uh, lost in his time I'm just tryna get it like a Porsche in it's prime These fake n***as sumblime, life of fine sights Visual fortune but the price ain't quite right The slice ain't quite ripe Still pulling strings how I fly but I don't like kites How they gon' treat Brooklyn's finest not as fine as diamonds? If I nice, surrounded by hard flow like Icelands Now we getting icing, finances nice And I don't like surprises, I like superb prices rising It's the least I could do, these verses priceless Rehearsing and bike in reverse her eyelid until she curse in silent Got a problem solve it, all my Pros saw this We all gon' die and until then we mobbing So don't push me, Uh, I'm close to the p**y, even Closer to the know-ledge dropped out of college In advance hit the ground running like it's ants in my pants Honey, pop was a bumbaclot and had a queen bee Mommy Uh, I love her to the tissue, disrespect my blood and it's an issue She like "This you on the cover for real? Ah you so official." Now go ahead and buy you some shoes that really fit you I know she always think of little me, but now I got big literally Worldwide and physically I'm saying I used to take walks around Little Italy Now I roam 'round Sicily And I'm plotting on a mili [Verse 2:] Hmmm another loud pack another proud cat Eight pound that, Hip-Hop sounds been profound back Slow down that, metronome n***a Let it hit home when the specimen showin' gold glitter Got an icy trigger, your true ideology I can subtract one with the gun that's true trigonometry But that won't coincide with the true n***a that I'm a be It's raw poverty I kicks philosophies Not because I rock Soccer tees I ain't gon' beg but I can plead Rocking socking sockets out your knees Fulfill your needs with similes not simiLIES Spit that unfamiliar, put that on familia For love Hip Hop, ladies rub your papillas Fellas beat they chest like they Silverback Gorillas It's the new age, children of the crystal healers Thinking I'm bu*terfly try catapult caterpillars [Outro: x2] After years of constructing they start the substance So I keep my circumference of deep fried friends like dumplings But f** that n***a we munching, we hungry Swa*king [x3] I see you Jigga! Hilary Swa*king