Jay Swervo - Seahawk

Trap been jumpin' out the gym I feel like Michael Jordan
(I feel like Michael Jordan)
Bitch I really ball I'm really feelin' like I'm Michael Jordan
(I feel like Michael Jordan)
You know we havin' 223's just like we hang with two goats
That nigga green we had to short him like his name Mugsy Boges
You steady talkin'
Lil bitch you not no dog but I'm gon put that muzzle on you
You know I ball just like a Wilson basketball no Russell homie
I been in Seattle and I'm higher than a Seahawk
Niggas showin' they true colors when they scared just like a peacock
And they know I'm bearing arms but that don't mean just come and reach out
Had to spray the crib with Raid cuz I was tryna get a leech out
Yeah we havin' keys, Alicia
Foreign lil ho tryna hit my phone said she want a visa
Bitch I'm the king call me lil Caesar
Ain't no pizza, pizzeria
Run this shit like diarrhea
Bitch if I die I'm dying real
I'm Iron Man die with my steel
We servin' gas just like a 4 Way
But this is not that cheap shit
If I pass yo ass the wood
That don't mean just go and chief it
You ain't even throwin' bullets you not Pat Mahomes
Like we walked him with the bases loaded we gon send him home
Bitch I would go get some gum if I wanted some extra shit
Bitch I will go get my gun if that nigga on extra shit
Ridin' in a demon now I think I need a exorcist
All our shots is hittin' like my niggas havin' aim assist

Written by:
NGF Swerv

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