I AM SSWIFTDVBZ

FADE AWAY (FT. BLGN)

[[Chorus]] Pull up to the crib
Hundred’ racks on me, yeah, woah
Squad with me, yeah
We the realest G’s, yeah, woah 
Pull up to the crib
Hundred’ racks on me, yeah, woah
Squad with me, yeah
We the realest G’s, yeah, woah
[[Buildup]]

[[Drop]] 


[[Verse 1]] Hey, Hey, we’re the life of the scene
Vroom, Vroom, living like a dream
Big vibes, big thrills, we ain’t ever chillin’

[[Verse 2]] Hey, Hey, we’re the life of the scene, Vroom, Vroom, living like a dream
Big vibes, big thrills, we ain’t ever chillin’
Mix it up, stir it up, with the ones who be winnin’

[[Chorus]] Pull up to the crib
Hundred’ racks on me, yeah, woah
Squad with me, yeah
We the realest G’s, yeah, woah
Pull up to the crib
Hundred’ racks on me, yeah, woah 
Squad with me, yeah
We the realest G’s yeah, woah

Prod. BLGN, SSWIFTDVBZ

these lyrics took me so long to decipher omfg.
thanks for listening 


I know this isn’t something that I usually do, which is why I decided to switch it up a bit!!

SQUADW1TME (FT. BLGN)

SSWISS CHEESE

LYRICS:

I GRAB MY OPS AND PUT THEM IN A BAG (BAG)
7 THOUSAND DOLLARS IN MY RACKS (RACKS)
SHE DIDNT SEE THE CHAIN ON MY NECK (MONEY)
20 THOUSAND DOLLARS ON MY NECK (ON MY NECK)
IM SM SORRY TO TELL YA (IM SORRY TO TELL YA))
IM SORRY TO TELL YA (IM SO SORRY)
YOUVE BEEN REPLACED X2
IM SO SORRY TO TELL U LIL BRO BUT U HAVE BEEN REPLACED
WE GOT ANOTHER EMPLOYEE HERE TO TAKE UR PLACE 
IM SORRY LIL ONE U LOST THE RACE
NOW GET YO SORRY AHH HOME ON DA GNG
YOU'VE BEEN REPLACED GNG NAH.
REPLACED.
REPLACED.

REPLACED (FT. KrXno)

LYRICS:
*beat switch*

Ooh, i can get with this beat right here (ay producer mess this beat up) ima- AW NAH
*laughs*
Yo, these 808s are wack, (wack)  they don't even clap,  (clap)
Sound like a wet slap in a garbage trap, (MONEY) 
I hit the beat, but the bass fell flat,  
Got more reverb than my grandma's hat! (grandma!)  
I drop the bass, but it’s more like a nap,  
808's sleeping, they don’t even snap,  (LIKE A NINTENDOO)
They sound like a pillow with a hole in the back,  
Man, I need a refund, get my money back!  (MY MONEY BACK)
I’m tryna vibe, but the low end’s shy,  
i don’t wanna try,  
I turn the knobs, but it still sounds dry,  
Like a broke beatbox, can’t even lie!  
808s are crummy, 808s are chummy
These 808s need a boost, don’t they know?  
They sound like a joke, yo, I’m losing hope!  
I need some punch, some thump in the show,  
this bass gotta go!
these 808s are trash
this whole beat is (x6)
WHAT ARE THESE 808S
THAT IM HEARING
(IM ACTUALLY BREAKING CHARACTER THESE 808S ARE ACTUALLY THIS BAD)
THIS SOUNDS LIKE ALIEN SEX IN MY EARS
ISTG I DONT WANT THESE STDS IN MY EARS
I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THIS IN MY EARS
UH THIS OSNG IS SO FREAKING TRASH
I MIGHT HAVE TO SCRATCH THIS ONE IN THE TRASH
I SHOULD DELETE THIS AND PUT IN THE TRASH
THESE 808S ARE BUNS (WHAT ARE THESE 808S)
THEY SUCK MAN (THEY RLLY NOT GOOD BEATS)
WHAT ARE THESE 808S (THEY'RE TERIRBLE) 
THEY RUINED A GOOD BE- *vhs noise*

808 RANT (OUTRO)

LYRICS:

Uh, I can't come to your party, I might come just to hurt you (schyeah, schyeah)
Ridin' in a new body, all of my hoes are murders (schyeah, schyeah)
I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (schyeah, schyeah)
I just bought that Hublot, I ain't scratch the surface (schyeah, schyeah)
Every time we pop out, got them nervous (schyeah, schyeah)
Pop out (pop), pop (schyeah, schyeah)
Pop out, schyeah (schyeah, schyeah)
Pop, pop, pop, pop (schyeah)
Pop out (schyeah), pop (schyeah, ay)
(Schyeah)
All-black mag, yeah, all-black bags, schyeah
Break his face, yeah, get him dead, yeah (swerve)
Fuck 'em all, yeah (swerve), tat my face, yeah (swerve)
Eat her out, yeah (swerve), say my grace, yeah (swerve)
In the brand-new Wraith, and it's all red, yeah
All my b*tches burnt, yeah, they half-dead, yeah (swerve, swerve)
Off a Perc', yeah, out my shirt, yeah (swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
He's a jerk, yeah, been a jerk, uh (swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
Model ho, yeah, she dick jerk, yeah (swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
I'm a reject, but I'm still turnt, yeah (swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
Push the freakin' dash 'til I see dirt, yeah (swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
I can't come to your party, I might come just to hurt you (schyeah)
Ridin' in a new body, all of my hoes are murders (schyeah)
I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (schyeah)
I just bought that Hublot, I ain't scratch the surface (schyeah)
Every time we pop out, got them nervous (schyeah)
Pop out, pop (schyeah)
Pop out, schyeah (schyeah)
Pop it, pop, pop, pop (schyeah)
Pop out, pop (schyeah)

(WARNING, LOTS OF SWAMP IZZO TAGS)

POP OUT RMX

LYRICS:
Out in the streets, where the lights don't go
they carry away but they don't let it show
in the corner those whispers turn cold
with the sticks in their hand, stories unfold
We flash of steel, pressure still lies
One wrong move, somebody gonna die
no redemption, just pain in their eyes
6'5

they can pull up in a ford for all i know
*growl*

Yeah, we pull up in the night, it's a movie, no cap,  
Opps see the squad, now they runnin’ right back,  
Talkin' all that mess, but they know they can't trap,  
We movin' in silence, like ghosts in the black.  
You see the eyes glowin’, that's a warning shot,  
Whole crew stayin' solid, no we ain't gon’ stop,  
Heart colder than ice, we keep risin’ to the top,  
When we step through the door, the opps gon' drop. 
Scarin’ the opps, they don't want this smoke,  
Gettin’ in their heads, they nervous when we approach,  
We movin' with stealth, got 'em all in a choke,  
They thought they was safe, but they don’t know we broke the code. 
Creepin' through the shadows, never playin' too bold,  
They see us in the rearview, story gettin' told,  
Steppin' like we kings, we ain't out here for the gold,  
But we cold with the heat, make the whole world unfold.  
Enemies talk tough, but they fear what they see,  
We be up in their nightmares, we the monsters they flee.



Out in the streets, where the lights don't go
they carry away but they don't let it show
in the corner those whispers turn cold
with the sticks in their hand, stories unfold
We flash of steel, pressure still lies
One wrong move, somebody gonna die
no redemption, just pain in their eyes


6'5

they can pull up in a ford for all i know
*growl*



We pull up like shadows, no sound, just smoke,  
Opps see us comin', now they tryna stay woke,  
They thought it was sweet, but we cut ‘em like ropes,  
Now they stuck in the fear, they can't see how we poke.  
Eyes wide open, they watchin' every move,  
Nervous, lookin' left and right, tryna find the groove,  
But we got 'em locked in, they ain't got nothin' to prove,  
When we slide through, they just lose their cool.
Scarin' the opps, we ain't playin' no games,  
Lookin' in their eyes, they remember our names,  
They freeze up when they hear that sound and the flames,  
We the hunters, they the prey, it's all in the game.
Late night, no lights, we the ones that they fear,  
They try to run, but we always appear,  
Ghostin' through the block, now the air’s gettin’ thick,  
Heart poundin' heavy, but they know it’s a trick.  
Every step is pressure, feel the weight of the ground,  
When we get too close, they can’t make a sound,  
Eyes dartin', body shakin’, don't know where to be found,  
Try to act tough, but their spirit’s broken down.
Scarin' the opps, we ain't playin' no games,  
Lookin' in their eyes



Out in the streets, where the lights don't go
they carry away but they don't let it show
in the corner those whispers turn cold
with the sticks in their hand, stories unfold
We flash of steel, pressure still lies
One wrong move, somebody gonna die
no redemption, just pain in their eyes


6'5
they can pull up in a ford for all i know
*growl*

SHADOWS (6'5)

LYRICS:

I've been to hell and back
So I'm fleeing from my demons like running back
I don't ever want to see you i aint coming back (x2)
not coming back!

**Verse 1:**
I packed my bags, took one last look,
The echoes of our love, that’s left to hook,
No more chains to hold me down,
I’m breaking free, I’m leaving this town.
The promises we made, they fade to black,
I’m walking away, and I won’t look back,
You had your chance, but now it’s done,
I’m moving on, no more games to be won.
I’m leaving, never coming back,
I’m done with all the things I lack,
The roads I walked, they led me here,
But now I’m gone, no more fear.
I’m leaving, never coming back,
I’m turning the page, there’s no way to track,
The footsteps I’ve left behind,
I’m gone for good.
You begged me to stay, but I’ve made up my mind,
I’ve crossed the line, now it’s time to unwind,
The love we had, it’s all been spent,
I’m chasing freedom, no more regrets.
I've been on the right track, I've been through hell and back, I've been through hell and back.

(Chorus)
I've been to hell and back
So I'm fleeing from my demons like running back
I don't ever want to see you i aint coming back (x2)
not coming back!

**Verse 2:**
You always talked about your diamond rings,
The fancy cars, the house with wings,
Flashing cash, living in the spotlight,
Telling me you’re a queen, but something ain’t right.
You never listened, you only spoke,
About your money, your endless jokes,
I stayed around, but I couldn’t take,
All your bragging for your own sake.
You always talked about how rich you are,
Like the world revolves around your shining star,
But I got tired of hearing your name,
And all the games you played for fame.
You always bragged about your wealth and pride,
But I’m done now, I’m walking out with my own stride,
I couldn’t stand the lies you sold,
I’m leaving now, I’m done with your gold.
I’ve seen the truth behind the lies,
Your silver tongue, your empty eyes,
Money can’t buy what you lack inside,
I’m done with your wealth, I’m walking with pride.
You always talked about how rich you are,
Like the world revolves around your shining star,
But I got tired of hearing your name,
And all the games you played for fame.
You always bragged about your wealth and pride,
But I’m done now, I’m walking out with my own stride,
I couldn’t stand the lies you sold,
I’m cold, I’m done.

(Chorus)
I've been to hell and back
So I'm fleeing from my demons like running back
I don't ever want to see you i aint coming back (x2)
not coming back!

HELL & BACK (FT. Freek)

[PROD. LAZERMADE]

LYRICS:

Woke up, toothpaste on my shirt — I quit  
Phone at 2%, now I’m losin’ it  
Spilled my coffee? That’s the final hit  
One more L and I’m callin’ it  
No milk left, now I’m full rage  
Microwave beep got me feelin' caged  
Door won’t close, sock got soaked  
I was fine, now I’m fully broke   
Crashin’ out over the slightest thing  
One wrong word, I’m combustin’  
Tried to chill, but it still don’t stick  
One small spark, I’m lit too quick  
Crashin’ out, yeah I overreact  
Dropped my pen, now I’m never comin’ back  
I was good—til the vibe got clipped  
Now I’m crashin’ out fast like I always did  
Traffic jam? That’s a wrap on me  
Can’t find the remote? That's a tragedy  
One missed text, now I spiral fast  
“Are you okay?” — I ain’t never asked  
WiFi slow? I’m movin’ out  
Can’t log in? I’m screamin’ loud  
All it takes is a paper cut  
Now I’m writin’ songs ‘bout givin’ up  
So if I dip, don’t take it wrong  
It just ain’t take much to do me wrong  
One loose screw in a perfect day  
Now I’m crashin’ out, got nothin’ to say

CRASH OUT

LYRICS:


Too much juice, I’m spillin’ (spillin’)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (ceilin)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (rah)  
Backseat girl too villain (skrrt)  
New much juice, can't hold it (nah)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (what?)  
Too much juice, I’m floatin’ (woo)
Pop one, I see stars (stars)  
My cup look like Mars (red)  
Rick Owens lookin’ like scars (scars)  
My whip got wings like Charizard (skrrt!)  
Shawty said “you got sauce”
New bag came from Prague
Too much juice, I flood (flood)  
Spill on her lace, no rug (what?)  
I’m that guy, no maybe (maybe)  
Whole lotta juice like baby (baby)  
They want clout, that’s lazy (nah)  
I want a vault like Jay-Z (woo)
Too much juice, I’m spillin’ (spillin’)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (ceilin)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (rah)  
Backseat girl too villain (skrrt)  
New much juice, can't hold it (nah)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (what?)  
Too much juice, I’m floatin’


*(CHORUS)*
Too much juice, I’m spillin’ (drip)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (nope)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (huh)  
Backseat girl too villain (rah)  
Too much juice, can't hold it (hold it)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (bye)  
Too much juice, I’m floatin’ (floatin’)
New much juice, I’m spillin’ (drip)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (nope)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (huh)  
Backseat girl too villain (rah)  
Too much juice, can't hold it (hold it)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (bye)  


**[Verse 2]**  
I just copped that rare (rare)  
Glisten like I care (care)  
Whole outfit unfair (drip)  
Even my dreams got flare (drip)  
Pulled up lookin’ like theft (what?)  
So clean, might get arrest (rah)  
Juice on me like crest (shiny)  
Can't stop now, no rest (nah)  
I'm too up, now I can't crash (can't)  
Juice run deep like splash (splash)  
Balenci', cost that dash  
You ain’t got juice, just flash (flashy)
Too much juice, I’m sippin’ (sip)  
They dry, I’m floodin’, slippin’ (slippin’)  
She ride like it's transmission (vroom)   
Too much juice, can’t fake it (nah)  
Whole new wave, I make it  
Old me gone, upgraded 
Now I drip so loud, they hate it
Too much juice, can’t fake it 
Whole new wave, I make it   
Old me gone, upgraded  
Now I drip so loud, they hate it 
Too much juice…  
I’m drippin’, I’m drownin’, I’m faded…
I got that juice on overload (uh)  
New drip came with a code 
Even my shadow froze 
I just float, no motion 
Whole lotta ice, no ocean 
Girl in the back too open  
Brand new keys, no lease  
Backseat throne, not seats   
I don’t drip, I leak 
Juice too new, it glitchin’  
Drip too wide, it’s slippin’   
Mood too cold, I’m distant 
Can’t stop now, I’m lifted

*(CHORUS)*
Too much juice, I’m spillin’   
All this drip, no ceilin’   
Woke up rich, no feelin’   
Backseat girl too villain 
Too much juice, can't hold it   
Neck froze up, I’m golden   
She want love, I ghosted   
Too much juice, I’m floatin’ 
New much juice, I’m spillin’   
All this drip, no ceilin’   
Woke up rich, no feelin’   
Backseat girl too villain 
Too much juice, can't hold it   
Neck froze up, I’m golden   
She want love, I ghosted   
Too much juice, I’m floatin’

2 MUCH JUICE

*(Chorus)*
I got them vamps on go (go)
I got that cash on floor (floor)
I put my fit in a vault (vault)
Balenci boots, I stomp (STOMP!)
SSWIFT flow, I talk (talk)
SSWIFT fit, no cost (cost)
Neck like snow, Jack Frost (bling)
Money so long, I’m lost (racks!)

*(Verse 1)*
I walk in this bih like a demon (bih!)
Rick on my jeans and they screamin’ (screamin’)
I don’t sip lean, I just float (float)
Whole lotta red on my coat (red!)
Shawty got fangs, she bite (grrah)
I’m in the dark, I don’t like light (nope)
I hit that boy, goodnight (bow)
He talkin’ tough, on sight (WHAT?!)

I'm on the beat, I'm livin’ (yeah)
She wanna ride, no limit (skrrt)
I keep my circle tight, no quittin' (nah)
I make that bag flip, no sittin' (yeah)

*(Chorus)*
I got them vamps on go (go)
I got that cash on floor (floor)
I put my fit in a vault (vault)
Balenci boots, I stomp (STOMP!)
SSWIFT flow, I talk (talk) SSWIFT fit, no cost (cost)
Neck like snow, Jack Frost (bling)
Money so long, I’m lost (racks!)

*(Verse 4)*
I’m in that high speed, I can’t slow (no)
Racks too tall, can’t fold (can’t fold)
She wanna ride this wave, like woah (woah)
I get fly, then dip, I’m gone (skrrt!)
Pop my sh*t, then I pop my collar (what?)
Stack that bread like I got no father (okay)
Bags come in, and the racks get louder
Too turnt up, I might break my router
I’m in that high speed, I can’t slow (no)
Racks too tall, can’t fold (can’t fold)
She wanna ride this wave, like woah (woah)
I get fly, then dip, I’m gone (skrrt!)
Pop my stuff, then I pop my collar (what?)
Stack that bread like I got no father (okay)
Bags come in, and the racks get louder
Too turnt up, I might break my router
I’m geeked, I’m zoned, don’t talk to me
I just made 10K off 1 degree
I don’t got opps, they all scared of me
I’m in the booth like surgery

*(Chorus)*
I got them vamps on go (go)
I got that cash on floor (floor)
I put my fit in a vault (vault)
Balenci boots, I stomp (STOMP!)
SSWIFT flow, I talk (talk) SSWIFT fit, no cost (cost)
Neck like snow, Jack Frost (bling)
Money so long, I’m lost (racks!)

VAMP STYLE (FT. KrXno)

LYRICS:

I been divine with the cadence,
Dodgin’ these agents, keepin’ it ancient
Mind been racin’, heart like pavement
Cracks in my soul, can’t fake containment
Trip on the facts, they run like prey
I been awake since end of days
I don’t obey, I bend the maze
And speak in threes like renegades
Power, patience, pressure
Pick your poison, measure
I’ve been broke and better
I’ve been cold with terror
Y’all want vibes, I give you chapters
Broke that code, no plug, no adapter
Life got laws, I broke that pattern
Still got peace and war like Saturn
I been divine with the cadence,
Dodgin’ these agents, keepin’ it ancient
Mind been racin’, heart like pavement
Cracks in my soul, can’t fake containment
Triple helix, I don’t fold (fold)
DNA in rebel mode (mode)
Eyes wide shut, I see through code (code)
Too much pain, I speak in code (code)

CHORUS
Triple helix, I don’t fold (fold)
DNA in rebel mode (mode)
Eyes wide shut, I see through code (code)
Too much pain, I speak in code (code)
Triple threat, don’t test my pen (pen)
Trip on truth, come meet my sin (sin)
Trip on fame, I bleed through lens (lens)
Trip too close, I loop again (loop again)

(VERSE 2)

Look at the way that I move it, I’m militant,
Never been fooled by a suit or a sentiment,
I got the truth and it’s deep in the filament,
I been at war with the world, it’s deliberate.
Pop at the system, I’m dodgin’ imprisonment,
Talk to my conscience, it’s talkin’ belligerent,
Who got the smoke? I got lungs for the infinite,
Dodgin’ these labels, I’m keepin’ it intimate.
Pressure been pressin’ my mind like a dentist,
Smile when I’m stressin’, I move with a menace,
Still independent, no chain on my sentence,
Triplets on triplets, the flow is relentless.
Pace like a cheetah, the words come in threes,
Spirit been holy but I’m on my knees,
Pray for the pain while I profit with ease,
Grew from the gutter, got blood on my leaves.
Triple the pain, triple the weight,
Trip through the dark, triple the fate,
Trip on a thought, trip through the hate,
Trip if you want — just don’t trip late.
Look at the way that I move it, I’m militant
Never been fooled by a suit or a sentiment
I got the truth and it’s deep in the filament
I been at war with the world, it’s deliberate
Pop at the system, I’m dodgin’ imprisonment
Talk to my demons, they speakin’ in instruments
Breathe through the smoke, I don’t choke, I’m the difference
Triplets on triplets, the beat is my discipline
Pressure been pressin’ my mind like a dentist
Smile when I’m stressin’, I move with a menace
Bendin' my verses like metal and physics
Write with a purpose, no filler or gimmicks

(CHORUS)
Triple helix, I don’t fold (nah)
DNA in rebel mode (woah)
Eyes wide shut, I see through code (facts)
Too much pain, I speak in code

TRIPLE HELIX

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Boy oh boy where do I even begin.. Beastboi., honey, my pookie bear. I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you drive into the paint and strike fear into your enemies eyes. Your silky smooth touch around the rim, and that gorgeous jumpshot. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you retire. You had a rough childhood, but you never gave up hope. You are even amazing off the court, you're a great husband and father, sometimes I even call you dad. I forvever dread and weep, thinking of the day you will one day retire. I would sacrifice my own life. This track was so good that I was crying, bawling even, and I heard my glorious king exclaim these words,
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