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.

I cop me one, cop me one for my old girl You think she my newest bitch, she my old Girl Khalifa, a younger nigga who handle his Hoes get in my car, ask what the channel is Boss shit, look that up nigga, I handle biz On fire, like a candle is Niggas be dressing off the manikin Hmmm, and I get fresh like where them Camera's is Better yet sandwiches, bad bitch Spanish Friends Coulda been the President, rather be the Man instead Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' Like phone numbers Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' Like phone numbers (You can talk shit bitch, I'm worth a Million) I'm talkin' millions, nigga I'm talkin' Millions (You can talk shit bitch, I'm worth a Million) I'm talkin' millions, nigga I'm talkin' Millions Time is money so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex) Time is money so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex) I'm talkin' millions, nigga I'm talkin' Millions (You can talk shit bitch, I'm worth a Million) I'm talkin' millions, nigga I'm talkin' Millions (You can talk shit bitch, I'm worth a million, Whaaaaaat) Trae Tha Truth] I'm in the hood [?] on this something corner Surfing Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I'm Polar surfing Blowing faces, I'm shittin' on them diamond Infested Time is money, peep the wrist bitch, my Time is invested I'm still the king and I'm thugged out Any block any club I flood it out I ain't the one for competition I'm a blow it Out I'm going hard I don't ever plan on going Out I'm getting money, probably something you Don't know about I stunt hard, you would swear that I was Showin' out Don't tell me get 'em, I got em and I'm a Throw 'em out And back door on these hoes that I was Warning out While I'm in this machine, convert the top Tell them that the sky is the limit With a four of freaks, she got her face in My lap so deep you would think That she was hiding in it Shrimp, steak, liquor and pasta Real shit boi, these niggas imposters They deserve an Oscar, Kevin Costner Oh my God sir, what? I got this and that and everything I want Like I got a hostage, yeh Countin' 7 digits, no wonder why the money Calling Got ya bitch panties Niagra fallin' Dollars cum like I fuck in the bank I told them I could, they tell me I can't They want me to trip when I'm d-cking the Paint I'm poppin' champagne and puffin' on dank Shining hard, boy, these niggas gotta see Me My dick hard, your bitch is easy (Boi, boi, boi)

I think it's gonna be a hell of a night, hmm A hell of a night So we could do whatever you like, hey Hey It took me all day to find some inspiration It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation Problem with the game now, there ain't no innovation I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation And they say that's flattering, but I ain't flattered at all Matter fact y'all need to practice that more See my man Nate asked me if I gained weight I said, "Nah, my pockets got fatter, that's all" Money was an issue, but now that that's solved I ball, I ball, like Kobe in the fall Put trophies on wall, rather trophies on my mantle Dog my shows be off the handle, take the proceeds go to gamble Ha! Bet it on black and pray, I quadruple my salary If I win, maybe then I could pay Sallie Mae Told her I be dealin' with some real-life shit She be askin' when?, bitch! When I feel like it Cole World, Cole life, cold-blooded I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me How that feel? Very happy! Hey, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here, hey Uh, turn up the 808's for me Back when I was starvin' no one made a plate for me Now I do it big and that's my day-to-day story I got the type of shit that make a hater say sorry Bitch, I made this in the crib, watchin' Belly Eatin' peanut butter jelly, what the fuck the niggas tell me They say I'm takin' long, I tell 'em patience is a virtue I'm goin' all out and bitch I never had a curfew See, when you're spittin' so real Suddenly these phony niggas lose they appeal Got 'em feelin' like my niggas when they lose, they appeal Then it's back to the cell, back to the hell At times, I watch the news and see they talkin' 'bout diplomacy And they ain't got a clue my niggas ain't got they diplomas, see Rappers show me love, I wonder what it could be I think they scared of me, and they should be Cole World, Cole life, cold-blooded I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me How that feel? Very happy! Hey, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here, hey Okay, we outta here I think it's safe to say we outta here We outta here I think it's safe to say we outta here I think it's gonna be a hell of a night, hmm A hell of a night So we could do whatever you like, hey

I won't let it out until you let me know if you love it Ayy, baby, I'ma take it low I'm on my night job, my niggas riding my city understand us See a hundred bandits, each put a hundred bands up They can't call us bandits no more Same hood, same corner store But them same old hoes ain't wearing panties no more I'm on my night job, slim waist with them fat thighs Never been baptized, but she soak me all in her holy water I'm one of five, she the only daughter She ain't used to sharing, I ain't used to caring Let's play truth or dare 'Cause lately my lifestyle's like dynamite I'ma go lights out, Black Dynamite Smoke one, that I might I'm on my night job, always knew how to play these cards of mine Fuck rap, we seen harder times Jump back like Vinny Carter prime I'm on mine I won't let it out until you let me know if you love it Aye, baby, I'ma take it low I'm on my night job, y'all niggas jivin', I'm back up in position Earnhardt, I'ma catch some nigga slippin' Burn hard on a track and get to whippin' I'm on my night job, why is it always blacks that get detention? For my nigga with the pass to get the flip in Boy that trap is a accurate description I'm on my night job, finally got Bassy off the corner '010 niggas thought he was a gonner He ducked shots, now it's "Bas, we gotta phone her" I'm on my night job, flew the posse out to Rome and Won't tell you 'bout no Basquiats don't want 'em Nigga word to Selassie, I'm zonin' I'm on my night job Got old niggas tryna bite 'cause they can't capture The feeling from days 'fore the game passed 'em Niggas out here lookin' like a bunch of Dame Dash's Nicorette, that's patchwork That ain't better than your last work Cigarette, let the ash burn Omen said don't worry 'bout the last word I'ma hit the gas swerve on 'em, skrrr Too high to riot, that's my best excuse for being lazy Being an artist, that's the best excuse for being crazy I've been so infatuated, went to Clark and graduated Now she on my FaceTime and, my nigga, she just masturbated Fuck a album release party, I'm out in the streets, shawty How many rappers I killed? Counted at least 40 Nah, I ain't God, but shawty down on her knees for me I'm horny like that Coltrane album A Love Supreme, that's Cole fav' album Lately, I've been dancing like a Soul Train album Lately, silly making songs talkin' 'bout how they hate me They've been loving me this whole time My only adversary was my own mind Killed my ego now I'm snappin' like it's '09 With a gold mine of inspiration for y'all Fuck your co-sign, that nigga can't fuck with Cole neither Don't ask for a feature, we bring a whole liter of ether to eat ya We gotta heat for niggas, keep reachin' If these bullets was heat-seeking they wouldn't even reach you niggas I'm on my

I see your smile Can't help but notice the way you see me And the way I look at you I try but I can't stop the way I feel, yeah I want you to come over here and grab my body So we can dance back and forth Baby you know I try But I can't control myself, I really can't, no Ooh, ooh, you drive me crazy Ooh, you make me want you so bad Baby I try, you complete me Ooh, you need me, I promise I walk away and you try to make me feel That I want hide something from you I'm so real, yeah Baby, I can't control myself, I really I can't, no I want you to come over here and grab my body So we can dance back and forth Baby, you know I try But I can't control myself, do it for you tonight Ooh, ooh, you drive me crazy Ooh, you make me want you so bad Baby I try, you complete me Ooh, you need me, I promise That baby, like that baby, that baby, like that baby Like that baby, like that baby, that baby, like that baby Like that baby, like that baby, that baby, like that baby That baby, like that baby, that baby, like that Why don't you? Yeah, c'mon Ooh, ooh, you drive me crazy Ooh, you make me want you so bad And baby I try, you complete me Ooh, you need me, I promise Baby I want you so bad Baby I want you so bad, so bad, so bad Baby I want you so bad, so bad Baby I want you so bad Baby I want you so bad Baby I want you so bad, so bad, so bad Baby I want you so bad, so bad I want you so bad That baby, like that baby, that baby, like that baby Like that baby, like that baby, that baby, like that baby Like that baby, like that baby, that baby, like that baby That baby, like that baby, that baby, like that

Love can stay, stays the same How can we expect the best out of life if we don't ever change? It doesn't matter now What we had is all gone now Why would I still be right here? The only one standing right by your side I kept my promise even when you lied Took you in, I'd never leave you outside Now the tables have turned, and I'm hoping you learned What losing my love feels like I won't get emotional I used to lose control No more cussing and screaming Not scared of you leaving I'm good even if you don't give a damn anymore It's not about you and me anymore, baby I tried things your way, blew up in my face You want a reaction, but I won't get emotional It's funny how life works out One day you're on top, and the next day you're not Everybody thought they knew the facts Gave him love but he ain't give it back Now you're wondering how we got here, yeah See, I could be petty and react But that's just not how I get down (get down) And it's crazy how I'm still holding your hand When you ain't even my man I kept my promise even when you lied Took you in, I'd never leave you outside Now the tables have turned, and I'm hoping you learned What losing my love feels like I won't get emotional I used to lose control No more cussing and screaming Not scared of you leaving I'm good even if you don't give a damn anymore It's not about you and me anymore, baby I tried it your way, blew up in my face You want a reaction, but I won't get emotional I've been here before But this time I won't, won't, won't I won't get emotional, no I used to lose control No more cussing and screaming (Not scared) Not scared of you leaving (no more) I'm good even if you don't give a damn anymore It's not about you and me anymore, baby I tried it your way, blew up in my face You want a reaction, but I won't get emotional