Yung Milly - Swish Lyrics

Grim, don't do it to em
Swish in the net
I'm running up a check
So much bread I gotta flex
Got my shooters they on deck
Click got to next
I'm balling on my ex
Ice blinging on my neck
She see the fame and sent the text
Rolling with my gang
You know that you can't hang
Shawty fucking wit my game
Yeah she knows I'm not the same
I let her wear my chain
But know I did not claim
Niggas always being lame
I'm a king like Lebron James
Nothing changing but my change
Being broke was just a pain
Now I'm rich going insane
Money longer than a train
Riding in a coupe
Swishing like we hoop
I'll let you join our group
I'm just joking who are you?
All my clothes are foreign
Make it rain it's steady pouring
I'm so fly just like I'm soaring
New V12 that shit is roaring
Counting money every morning
My team is steady scoring
You in the way this is your warning
All these groupies are adoring
Swish in the net
I'm running up a check
So much bread I gotta flex
Got my shooters they on deck
Click got to next
I'm balling on my ex
Ice blinging on my neck
She see the fame and sent the text
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
It's a party in this bitch
Yeah we getting lit
If you're lame, then you better hurry up and get that fixed
Making money with my clique
Yeah getting rich
When Grim is on the track, then you know that it's a hit
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
Everybody stop
Then bring it back
Yeah it's Milly on the track
Wait til I get on the map
Imma be on top of racks
Making millions off of rap
Cause I always seem to snap
Go ahead and run this shit back yeah

Grim, don't do it to em
Swish in the net
I'm running up a check
So much bread I gotta flex
Got my shooters they on deck
Click got to next
I'm balling on my ex
Ice blinging on my neck
She see the fame and sent the text
Rolling with my gang
You know that you can't hang
Shawty fucking wit my game
Yeah she knows I'm not the same
I let her wear my chain
But know I did not claim
Niggas always being lame
I'm a king like Lebron James
Nothing changing but my change
Being broke was just a pain
Now I'm rich going insane
Money longer than a train
Riding in a coupe
Swishing like we hoop
I'll let you join our group
I'm just joking who are you?
All my clothes are foreign
Make it rain it's steady pouring
I'm so fly just like I'm soaring
New V12 that shit is roaring
Counting money every morning
My team is steady scoring
You in the way this is your warning
All these groupies are adoring
Swish in the net
I'm running up a check
So much bread I gotta flex
Got my shooters they on deck
Click got to next
I'm balling on my ex
Ice blinging on my neck
She see the fame and sent the text
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
It's a party in this bitch
Yeah we getting lit
If you're lame, then you better hurry up and get that fixed
Making money with my clique
Yeah getting rich
When Grim is on the track, then you know that it's a hit
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We getting lit yeah
Everybody stop
Then bring it back
Yeah it's Milly on the track
Wait til I get on the map
Imma be on top of racks
Making millions off of rap
Cause I always seem to snap
Go ahead and run this shit back yeah