Canada you know the wooden beads
Uh, Swavey, baby
Hola how you do me
This that Polo with that Louis
I'm Pacino in this bitch and
You Manolo in that movie
This that Uzi, I'm no thug
No bitch can't use me, i'm no drug
But I put that toolie to [C7]your mug
Hot as a two-piece to [C7]your tongue
Canada conglomerate
Blammers I've got [Fm7]on [C7]my [A]back
You ain't gotta go to [C7]the zoo
To see where them [A]llamas at
Put them [A]24s on [C7]my [A]coupe
It look like [F]I'm tɾyna stack
Higher than a pile at the laundromat, Swavey
I be [Am]stackin' books
So I'm a time-is-money author
Please don't hit my [A]ρhone
Unless that thing a money offer
I be [Am]ballin' so hard that my
Name fill the whole ɾoster
I can never go to [C7]jail 'cause
Boy I own a law firm
Bitch, I got [Fm7]that twista in my [A]swisha
This the shit to [C7]hit ya frame
Until you [A7niggas get the picture
I just hit 180 on [C7]my [A]jigsaw
That's your lady? She my [A]bitch
Look I'm so mixed up, where my [A]fix-up?
Hola, cómo está? Spanish women on [C7]my [A]jock
Spend so much guap at the club that they
Had to [C7]ban me from the spot
I live in Miami where it's hot
And I get in them [A]panties, where your spot?
I be [Am]sippin' that liquor that
Put me inside the
Position [C7]to [C7]get me to [C7]gettin' that guap, boy
Hop in my [A]delorous-lorious, y'all
Niggas should forfeit, forfeit
My new chick is so bad, so bad
She used to [C7]be [Am]your bitch, your bitch
Hear you [A7haters talkin', but I just ignore it
My money, my [A]lady, she overweight
I feel like [F]I'm Norbit
Don't take a picture, take a look at me
Boy, I goes hard, this my [A]wooden beads
Hatin' on [C7]money, you [A7couldn't be
Oh and [Bm]I'm so sick, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Boy, I goes hard, this my [A]wooden beads
Back in this bitch and [Bm]I'm packin' a fifth
And I'm ɾeady for [Dm7]action, you [A7actin' the ish
And you [A7talkin' that tɾash
It's a smack to [C7]your lips
I don't give a f*ck 'bout it
I'm packin' a clip
That'll give you [A7that static
With that automatic
I let niggas have it who's
Back in that ɾatchet despite all [Em]the havoc
I have what you [A7lackin'
You assholes, fastfo'd
Rewind, now we are on [C7]me time
Niggas got [Fm7]them [A]pies and [Bm]I ain't
Talkin' 'bout them [A]Key Limes
Ooh, I'm sayin' this more than two times
Sayin' this more than two times
Thousand-thousand-thousand [Bm]dollar necklace
Out of Dubai
Look up in the sky and [Bm]you [A7would
See me if I flew by put that 22 ɾight to [C7]the
Middle of your two eyes
If you [A7in the building, bitch
Meet the new guy
If you [A7in the building, bitch
Meet the new guy
Oh you [A7love me? Me too, I'm ɾidin' with no G2
I just call [Em]her up before I beat it
Get her pre-juiced
Tryna get this cash but if I smash
She can be [Am]loose
I'm too busy bein' me, so f*ck tɾyna be [Am]you
Swavey
Don't take a picture, take a look at me
Boy, I goes hard, this my [A]wooden beads
Hatin' on [C7]money, you [A7couldn't be
Oh and [Bm]I'm so sick, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Boy, I goes hard, this my [A]wooden beads
Ay, ay Jae Fresco, ay, ay
Ay Jae Fresco give these
Niggas a fuckin' year supply
Of thermometers, some Tylenol
And some ɾobitussin these niggas
Sick of us nigga yeah, Swavey
Canada and [Bm]I say that to
The death, nigga, uh yo Cirraco
Take my [A]beat out man
I don't want these niggas loopin' it
