Swangin

Yeah, my chain swangin' (Yuh) Glock 19 be bangin' (Ugh) 808's be bangin', yuh Pull up, and we flamin' ya In a 'vette, no Kia (No) And my Glock gon' sing, just like Aaliyah, yuh (Hey, hey) (Hey, hey) (Hey, hey) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Ugh, yuh) Yeah, bitch, I got too much Why the f*ck he talkin' on my name? He ain't gon' do none I've been rollin' up, huh, yeah, I'm gon' boot off I'm gon' boot off, puffin' off that moonrock Yeah, my chain swang, brand new Ruger gon' bang Yeah, bitch, I got like five k in seven days Yeah, optic on my shit, I don't need to aim I can't f*ck with these people, yeah, they too lame (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh) Yeah, my chain swangin' (Yuh) Glock 19 be bangin' (Ugh) 808's be bangin', yuh Pull up, and we flamin' ya In a 'vette, no Kia (No) And my Glock gon' sing, just like Aaliyah, yuh (Yuh) (Yuh) (Whoa)