27th & Clement

I need the swisher and the liquor for a kick it a minute Need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute I need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute Finna take it back home, to the city we in it I need the swisher and the liquor for a kick it a minute Need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute I need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute Finna take it back, home, yah One, two, one Mic check I hit em with the vibes, seem em breakin they neck So come through, I hear the ding dong door They heard about me now, all I hear is we want more So imma take em on a trip, lock it up, bip city Never heard of a life, that was pretty, so it's litty Of a million breathes, I could only choose one I'm prayin for the parents that they keepin they son They see me lurkin when I'm crusin in the Avalon Legendary white dude, like the Mavs had won And I ain't never been the dude to sing the saddest song But imma always keep it real whatever tag I'm on Pressed up, butter cup (Aye) We gon fuck it up (Aye) See you at the rec, bet you we gon run it up (Aye) I check, who's next I stare and I flex I don't have no time to kick it why you wastin your texts Cuz If you miss me you can catch me wit a Gordo burrito Or maybe chillin at the crib it just be my and the people But if you comin empty handed better figure it out I need a twenty and a gram or bitch we dippin it out I need the swisher and the liquor for a kick it a minute Need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute I need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute Finna take it back, home, yah In the, city Man my lady lookin pretty I'm going back to Cali but it's really no biggie Put a fifty on the board, like I play for the dubs Homie layin on the floor, guess it must be the drugs Ya boy stay, hella comfy, but I'm ditchin the uggs And you be trippin bout the past, I ain't holdin a grudge I'm a man, you a boy, you can kick it in your lane tho Name's not Simon but you do it if I say so I'm bae tho Leonard always look fine My season salt and pepper like I fuck wit jook time Listen shout out tiger liquors for the chips and the drank I used to kick it wit my Granny, always makin me thank And so I'm givin her thanks, but imma start it wit me We need some real fuckin growth, on the family tree Ain't about it? Well you can take that shit that way I'm on my grown shit bitch, rest in peace Mac Dre This song is love for the bay, you wouldn't get it I swear See you not fuckin wit me, and bitch you wish that I care I blow the smoke that's in the air you call me Smokey the bear I got a bag that's full of heat but if you dyin to share (Match) I need the swisher and the liquor for a kick it a minute Need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute I need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute Finna take it back, home, yah I need the swisher I need the liquor So come in quicker We gettin' litter I need the swisher and the liquor for a kick it a minute Need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute I need the swisher and the liquor for I kick it a minute Finna take it back home, to the city we in it