Swang Down Scott

Man what the fuck you talking about? Play some real music.

I was...

Damn

I was swangin down Scott

With a plot,

For some guap,

Got two hoes, they both hot

Switch em out, switching spots

Ballin out of your league

What you need

What I got, I don't know how long I got

All my patience running out

Want four faces on the mountain

Gotta rush more to the top

Gotta go secure my spot

Said they this and that, they not

I was swanging down Scott, All the sounds was screwed and chopped

Stacking faces burning ounces

Sitting sideways, I ain't slouching

Standing solid, sitting slanted

I can't take this shit for granted

I do what I want so manic, but I'm always in control

Swear it's such a lonely road

So I'm swanging on the toll

Thick hoes swanging on the pole

I'm that ****, right or wrong?

Went so far out sight I'm gone

Learned a heart is not at home

Trust that feeling in my stomach, match it, butterfly the door

I'm Olympic how I run it,

Round the whole damn globe

I was...