Does it get easier?
KNOCK KNOCK
(ha haaa)
No
(whY You asking so many fuckYn questions?)
(ha haaa)
WhY You laughing?
(ha haaa)
You laughing at me?
(ha haaa)
You laughin at them?
(ha haaa)
Better Be…
SwYsh Logo shots - Im sick of scoring (heY)
Davids son - god shooting for me (heY)
Slingshot - yo favorite foreign (swYsh)
Some one tell her - night night for me (swYsh)
Stomach weak - eyes enormous (wYhoop)
Im too pickY - go draft for me (wYhoop)
Walk through - with yo starting 5 (heY)
Finna swap em out - b4 half time (wYhoop wYhoop))
Pussy good but her mouth loose (heY, heY)
Yaby you a net negative (outta here)
Fitting fella for the Burberry noose
Breakin his bread - but neglecting them kids (oohhh)
Ohh. that’s breaking all of the rules
Never hit hesi’s, threaten or truce
Fuck the confetti - you messY (heYYY)
Ain't slept in a week - pour me a duece (yea Ya)
Life full of doom - Snorting the sand (sniff)
Knuckles all scared - sweating in bed (sniff)
Wife wake me up - like you trippin again
(whY you. alwaYs, fuckin. trippin!)
(again and again and again)
Yaby you already know that that (huh?)
All of these voices been yelling again (huh?)
Seizing in sleep - you’ll laugh when I’m dead
(haaa haa , ha ha)
Light me a wood - and feed me a xan (wHoo)
Fuck you too good - & that got you scared
Libra for life - Im tipping the scale
Numb beyond dead - I’m used to the stares
Baggage a brick - I’m used to the stairs (woah)(*pill drop*)
Liftin her dress - you lifted the veil (wYhoop)
Thizz kid for life - the V raised me well
One in & one out - Same a cell
Diving too deep I’m up in the air (ah ah)
Talk to me crazy - you fuckin yo self
Lie on yo hand - I know what you dealt
Bluff all you want - the pussy been smelt
Some people just pussy - it cannot be helped
Some people need pussy - that’s bad for your health
Me I need purple and powder and Pills (thats bad for ya health)
Ery attempt just a negative point (whY?)
Explain for who what’s really the point— (thats bad for ya health)
Knock, Knock down the door - til they cannot ignore (haa)
Kill em with kindness - then kill em forreal (gone get em)
I’m halfway a mormon
Got 10 with a wagon
Th-Th-Throwing my Yzz
Ain't doing no bragging
Will or I won’t? That’s the question you asking???
(Knock Knock)(wYhoop)
Till the ashes or casket
DNA thick - My son gone do damage
Daughter gone hella circles round y’all (oooh)
They thought I talked shit - til they met y’all
Don’t know the words - but they singing the song
Don’t know the words - but they singing the song
Blood is whatever - morals stay strong
AYe aYe !
swYsh was written by Alec DePasco Hinojosa.