Swae Lee - Illest Walking lyrics

[Produced By: Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.] [Intro: Swae Lee] Okay, okay, now we finna take off Okay, okay, now we finna crank up Crank up [Hook: Swae Lee] Illest n***a walking with that check up (Oh my God) Stash a dirty dancer in that Tesla (Aye aye aye) Got that gasoline, I'm 'bout to spark up (Burn up) And I see some demons 'bout to pour up (Pour up) Ok, now we finna crank up (Crank up) Ok, ok now we finna crank up (Go, go) Okie dokie spaceship clear for take off (Crank up) Ok, ok now we finna crank up (Oh my God) [Verse 1: Swae Lee] Yeah, Swae Dressin' like we rich, filthy rich, just lit up a spliff You not smokin' loud, keep that to your motherf**in' self I'm jumpin' off the roof with the African Vodka Make your baby mama do the macarena, woah Lookin' in the mirror young n***a so dope Man 12 came bangin' at the door, woah Auto park the Audi, if I sh** on you I'm sorry Take your main b**h in a heart beat She want me to see her body like my name Ozzy I'ma hit her with the kamikaze Then I'm bout to hit it in my Alexander I don't know why you n***as playin' When you know them young n***as f**in' show up any minute [Hook: Swae Lee] [Verse 2: Slim Jimmy] Slim Flexin' like you rich, filthy rich, but you not legit Take a look around, it ain't too many real n***as left I'm hotter than whoever or whatever, it don't matter If I said it, then I motherf**in' mean it I'm towerin' in the clouds lookin' down at you clowns I been up here for a motherf**in' minute Drive the 'Rari backwards I took flexin' to a whole 'nother level Get so high, gotta run it by NASA Pockets so fat on my before and after picture Should I send the money sky divin' Franck Muller perfect timin' I don't know why you n***as playin' When you know them young n***as bout to show up any minute [Hook: Swae Lee]