So young you could cry, you type on your cellular device The blue light caught your eye the same way it caught mine Felt it one second then it faded Back into my head where it was created So bright I went blind from the strain on my eyes Stared into the light 'til the battery died Felt it one second then it faded Back into my head where it was created (The man on the telephone is angry) Pick up the phone

Niggas better see a nigga roll Starched down & I'm rollin' on 84's. Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk & yep yep yep. I'm a Swang, I'm a Swang the slab, lean to the left Pop my trunk & show what I'm about so Houston, Texas gotta be felt I'm a vet, so it's automatic when I be swingin' my wide frame .44's to 24's I'm subject to glide mayne Like a pimp without the look but still so fly when I slide mayne Plus I'm lethal fully loaded, ain't no takin' my ride mayne We gangsta & it ain't too much you can do to stop us Don't try to knock us 'cause these bounters got boppers tryin' to jock us We the best at what we gon' be & these haters know it So haters hate us to death & I know 'cause these haters show it I only ride alone so they can picture me rollin' And for them jackers thinkin' fly, just picture what I be holdin' Them hollow points will make you picture just how fast they'll be foldin' A few of them will have you leakin' 'til your dead or your swollen But still I ride like the law, floatin' above everything I'm Screwed Up Click until it's over, nigga fresh off the chain, peep the slang. Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk & yep yep yep. I'm a Swang & a Swang & I Swang to the left Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death I would give my last breath if I could bring you back Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back Only God can do that so I'm a leave it alone Movin' on, groovin' to this soothin' song I'm cruisin' along, still got a Screw tape on Still in the zone, wishin' Corey Blunt was home Ridin' on chrome, bangin' with my bub' lights on Ridin' home Southeast of the Astrodome I'm Fat Pat's clone, his legacy carries on His heart beat pumps through my flesh & bones Flippin' with Trae, mobbin' down MLK He's blue over gray, I'm tippin' sellin' duece today It's dub K, chiefin' on some lovely And we on the Boulevard actin' ugly, we gon'... Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang-Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk & yep yep yep. A.B.N. is my type of nature, my understanding is nothin' stacks In the back of a Lac on this glass, your finna see me struttin' Cuttin' corners on the daily basis Move fast like Kanye West samples when I be chasin' faces I'm on the tip like a waiter when I be leanin' to the left I'm roll the city through the dark with a 5th on bumpers & belts Or maybe in an Impala '67 Chevy be spinnin' Invisible set display everytime they catchin' me grinnin' Off in they face, it ain't too much that they can do to a G But try to hate me every second due to the fact who I be And it don't bother me 'cause I still be top of my game Just don't come off inside of my range I might be leavin' a stain Whether my slab or beam Niggas gon' respect that we gangsta T-shirt & Dickies plus the kicks that I lace up for you wanksta's Everyday is still the same, I be slowed loud when I bang And thanks to Screw & P A T we got 'em diggin' our slang, ha. Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop, pop my trunk & yep yep yep Swang, Swang & I Swang & I Swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk & yep yep yep. Love it man, love it man, love it man, love it man.