Jacob Alexander - Swoosh !

Feeling I'm in outer space, and i'm smoking' on this haze
Please get out my face
If you not my gang
Nigga im insane

Feeling I'm in outer space, and i'm smoking' on this haze
Please get out my face
If you not my gang
Nigga im insane

Bitch I'm ballin hard, man I feel just like Im Kobe
Keep a bitch around my left arm just like Ginobili
With these hoes, I'm ambidex I keep one on my right hand
Nigga talkin' shit behind your back, then thats a dyke man
Trampoline bass jumpin hard in the speakers
I feel like I'm a god with this swoosh all on my sneakers
Screamin' on a counter, now they wanting all these features
I think these bitches mad cause I fuck once, then I delete her
Tryna sub the scars on my wrist for some diamonds
Don't got none yet, but you know I still be shinin'
Cause i'm a motherfuckin' rockstar
Suicidal thoughts, just like the doors on the drop top
I ain't pop no xans but you know im spittin bars
Like a motherfuckin' tweak homie
You can call me Chuck E. all this motherfuckin cheese on me
I just fucked your thot, she gave me top
Yeah she feast on me
You know theres no feelings, she jus fuckin' out of spite
And its checks over stripes
Call me Kitchen Aid, how I mix that dirty Sprite
Had to make a triple left turn because i'm right

Feeling I'm in outer space, and i'm smoking' on this haze
Please get out my face
If you not my gang
Nigga im insane

Feeling I'm in outer space, and i'm smoking' on this haze
Please get out my face
If you not my gang
Nigga im insane

Feeling I'm in outer space, and i'm smoking' on this haze
Please get out my face
If you not my gang
Nigga im insane

Written by:
Jacob Henrriquez

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