SWIFT SWAGGAPANTS lyrics : "Soldier"
Puffcake soldier
Light up the dutch
Zippo in one hand, in the others a gun
I ain't goin' to war, I'm killin' for fun
Spillin' the blood,
Whether you're a villian or nun,
Chillin' or what?
Spillin' your guts?
I haven't seen the light
I live in the dark, it's always the night
Always a fight
Always a fright
Gun gripped tight
Future so bright
But lately I can't even write,
I'm not thinkin' right
I'm back it's the known killer
The bowl filler,
The Dro hitter
Flow spitter
Go getter
Bitch you're no better
Steal you're hoes sweater
Now she's broke, no cheddar
The blunt sparker
Dressed up in a parka
Arms tatted with art from
A magic marker
Blastin' all these fake niggas
Screamin' WAKA FLOCKA
Every single time I'm cockin'
back the shotgun
Swift got those swagga pants
Bitch I'm fuckin' arrogant
I don't fuck with snap backs
Like a broken' rubber band
Bitch I've got the club in hand
Get ready to suck it, and
Shove it, you'll love it, and
Be leakin' like water from a dam
I think I've said all that needs to be said
I changed my mind I'm not a rapper I'm a soldier instead
And I'ma kill every single fuckin' track til it's dead
Spit a verse, so preverse, shit gets into your head
When I find those motherfuckers who fled
They gonn' get lyrically killed, my words are like lead
I'm slice 'em up fine, like a baker does bread
They gonna have to get sewn up, like a needle and thread
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