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letra de swift jitt - not taylor - swift jitt

[intro]
ain’t no n-gga f-ckin’ with me
n-gga, on my momma, n-gga—ayy!
klay thompson! ayy!
ayy!
n-gga!

[verse 1]
i can’t tell no lie, this sh-t blow my mind
how the f-ck everything be so fake?
been through h-ll and back, but in the end, b-tch, i’m great
take a lot that make me mad, they ask me why—’cause i’m paid
i ain’t dealin’ with that drama, leave that for the ladies
only smoke top shelf, i love my sh-t with flavor
only slide with my brother, my lil’ boo or my baser
b-tch had good p-ssy, i ain’t have no choice but taste her
put a pound on his head, my young n-ggas come and face him
i’m done wearin’ air forces, i been lookin’ for some bapestas

[verse 2]
i’m tired of buyin’ turkеy bags, i’m tryna invest in some acres
runnin’ up on swift, thе fastest way to meet your maker
run me up a hundred, put my slim b-tch on the table
i ain’t hungry for money, i already turned down the label
n-ggas broke as f-ck, but lil’ swift, that n-gga stable
when i say swift, i mean klay, not taylor
[verse 3]
n-ggas just be cap, i really trapped off the curb, n-gga
really got clientele, i don’t gotta serve n-ggas
havin’ sh-t for real, i don’t care about what you heard, n-gga
if it’s up, it ain’t no insta beef, i really hurt n-ggas
n-ggas be b-tches, i only hang with head-first n-ggas
n-gga play with swift, now he feelin’ like he cursed, n-gga
committed to the trap, i move these bags with a urge, n-gga
feel like a seven-figure n-gga whenever i’m with bird, n-gga
i talk to god, but i don’t go to church, n-gga
i’m still waitin’ on the day they let us purge, n-gga

[verse 4]
i had a l!ck for a brick, but i was short three zips
i had no choice but to serve my cracka larry bird, n-gga
had to back the beamer in, my vision blurred, n-gga
i ain’t drunk, p-ssy b-tch, i’m on syrup, n-gga
i almost slapped my lil’ b-tch because she ’bout spilled my sh-t
then i f-cked around and spilled it on my shirt, n-gga

[bridge]
ayy, if you come around me, n-gga, yeah, you better take notes
swear to god, n-gga, i’m the goat
if i’m ever wanted across the whole f-ckin’ country
on my momma, i’ma sail away in a f-ckin’ boat
ayy, i’m dead serious, n-gga, this is not no joke
[verse 5]
i could d-mn near do everything except go broke
d-mn, this sh-t so f-ckin’ crazy, these n-ggas so lazy
i know grown n-ggas trappin’ out a o, n-gga
on the rods in my division, they love how i’m livin’
but they don’t know what it took to get it
ever since a lil’ kid, i said i gotta be rich
and on my momma, i motherf-ckin’ meant it
n-gga, anything i want, i’ma get it

[verse 6]
me and bino pull up back-to-back in beamers
these is not no benzes
hold up, n-gga, can’t forget to mention
these our cars, we don’t gotta take ’em back—’cause they ain’t rented
where them n-ggas at from the pandemic?
them bad b-tches that they had and them racks—they f-ckin’ missin’
non-hustlin’ n-ggas, keep your distance
real trap n-ggas—in the end, they gon’ always come out winnin’

[outro]
ayy, really standin’ on that business
swift kept grindin’, now these f-ck n-ggas finished
dropped my window on a n-gga b-tch, she started grinnin’
all the pretty b-tches like young n-ggas who gettin’ it
(ad-libs)
young n-gga world!
ayy!
n-gga!
i’m the f-ckin’ goat, n-gga!
ayy!

- swift jitt

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