Chances

[Intro: Swishh]
Uh, nah
Head, turn around
I'm not a rapper
(EVRGRN with the heat, yeah)
(Yosh made the track)
But I still take these chances, yeah, ah!

[Chorus: Swishh]
I'm not a rapper but I'm taking these chances, yeah
I spent four bands on these glasses, yeah
I'm way too high, don't think I'm landing, ayy (Landing)
I'm way too high, I'm outta the planet
Head tap, we get 'em vanished
D.O.A, that shit get graphic (D.O.A)
And this XD, it came plastic, lah
How you cross me? You ain't catholic, yeah (Catholic)
So if I lift that bitch I blast it
Cram him like Steve Francis

[Verse 1: Swishh]
He don't step, he get cold feet, yeah
Knock off the top, knock off thе cuffie (Cuffie)
And you can't hang, you ain't certi' (You ain't cеrti')
My name not James, but baby, I'm worthy (I'm worthy)
I stay wit' a stick like them blind folks
He tried to diss the gang, now he a John Doe
A hunnid bands right off this trap phone (Trap phone)
Gotta watch them niggas or you get back door, ayy
Agg man made some money off TD, ayy
Walk up on a nigga, he won't see me, ayy
Watch his head splat, now he on the T.V
And this Glock hold 16 like a CC (Like a credit card)

[Chorus: Swishh]
I'm not a rapper but I'm taking these chances, yeah
I spent four bands on these glasses, yeah
I'm way too high, don't think I'm landing, ayy (Landing)
I'm way too high, I'm outta the planet
Head tap, we get 'em vanished
D.O.A, that shit get graphic (D.O.A)
And this XD, it came plastic
How you cross me? You ain't catholic, yeah (Catholic)
So if I lift that bitch I blast it
Cram him like Steve Francis

[Verse 2: J Neat]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How you shooting wit' your eyes closed?
Ayy, ayy, ayy
In the trap, I make the nine go
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Send that nigga to where God knows
Bitches out the condo
I'm ballin' like I'm Lonzo
They can't even drip like me
40 on my hip, wit' me
Send 'em to the cemetery
J Neat, who they wanna be
You the student, let me teach
Made like eight bands in the week
We got drugs like pharmacy
Like piano, play wit' keys
Ayy, ayy, ayy
In them trenches, where you can't go
Ayy, ayy, ayy
And my shooters on commando
Ayy, ayy, ayy
We got sticks, we got ammo
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Run up on me, get dismantled

[Chorus: Swishh]
I'm not a rapper but I'm taking these chances, yeah
I spent four bands on these glasses, yeah
I'm way too high, don't think I'm landing, ayy (Landing)
I'm way too high, I'm outta the planet
Head tap, we get 'em vanished
D.O.A, that shit get graphic (D.O.A)
And this XD, it came plastic
How you cross me? You ain't catholic, yeah (Catholic)
So if I lift that bitch I blast it
Cram him like Steve Francis