1-800-Swallow Me lyrics

[Intro: Shakewell]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat!

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Murder rates sky-rockin' (Huh?), bank notes poppin' (Haha)
b*tch, you out of line, is you sucking di*k or walkin'? (What?)
Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn, I look like the lotto (Trap, trap, trap)
Do I wanna f*ck a model, or a hoodrat who swallow?
Murder rates sky-rockin' (Huh?), bank notes poppin' (What?)
b*tch, you out of line, is you sucking di*k or walking? (Trap)
Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn, I look like the lotto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna f*ck a model, or a hoodrat who swallow?

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
I'm ridin' 'round, spin around and 'round (Spin 'em), pushin' all these pounds
Paranoia all up in my head, I'm better left for dead (What?)
Push a 'Vette, don't forget your vest, Sprite be filled with Tech (Skrrt)
Roundabout, go and hit the left, we gon' leave him dead
Doc', he love me, I been sippin' lean, I been 'sleep for weeks
Grab a key, lets go pump these streets, man, I love my fiends
Biker boy, let that choppa rip (Skrrt), [?][0:50] love to dip
Many Men, feel like 50 Cent, how they want me dead
This a hundred-round drum, how I f*ck up the city
Flat-chested b*tch hatin', tell your mans, "Buy some titties"
Hundred band club and up, if you broke, you ain't with me (Nah)
How this bih gon' say she f*ck me, she a two and she dusty? (Trap, trap, trap)
[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Murder rates sky-rockin' (Huh?), bank notes poppin' (Haha)
b*tch, you out of line, is you sucking di*k or walkin'? (What?)
Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn, I look like the lotto (Trap, trap, trap)
Do I wanna f*ck a model, or a hoodrat who swallow?
Murder rates sky-rockin' (Huh?), bank notes poppin' (What?)
b*tch, you out of line, is you sucking di*k or walking? (Trap)
Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn, I look like the lotto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna f*ck a model, or a hoodrat who swallow?

[Verse 2: Jasiah]
My opps dead, my opps dead, my opps dead (My opps dead)
He said he wanna kill me, but I know he on some soft sh*t (b*tch)
I don't give a f*ck, I got this Glock, I'm on the offense (Okay)
This little b*tch gon' suck this di*k or she gon' get to walking (Shawty, what's up?)
I'ma f*ck this b*tch 'cause she know how to swallow (Okay)
I'ma count this cash to show you it ain't borrowed (No way)
I know these n*ggas look at me like I'm the lotto (What's up?)
I'm in the coupe, skrrt, swervin' all the potholes (Skrrt)
f*ck with my money, then you losin' all your oxygen (b*tch)
Get hit with the semi then I need me like fifty bands
Bad b*tch, she look like Mulatto, but she's sensitive (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty, I'm too militant, hit his head and leave him dead (What? What? What?)

[Chorus: Fat Nick & Jasiah]
Murder rates sky-rockin' (Bah), bank notes poppin' (Haha, yeah)
b*tch, you out of line, is you sucking di*k or walking? (What?)
Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn, I look like the latto (Trap, trap, trap, yuh, yuh)
Do I wanna f*ck a model, or a hoodrat who swallow? (Yuh, yuh)
Murder rates sky-rockin' (What?), bank notes poppin' (What? Yuh)
b*tch, you out of line, is you sucking di*k or walking? (Yuh, trap, trap)
Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn, I look like the lotto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna f*ck a model, or a hoodrat who swallow? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro: Jasiah]
Huh, b*tch