LYRICS FROM PARTYOF2'S VAULT
[Intro]
And a lot lies ahead
He will most certainly be the most scrutinized rookie in the history of the NBA
[Chorus: SWIM, Jadagrace]
First-round draft pick (First-round draft pick)
Rolling Stone staff pick (Rolling Stone staff pick)
Huh, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Wow, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Yeah, first-round draft pick (First-round draft pick)
Huh, Rolling Stone staff pick (Rolling Stone staff pick)
Yeah, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Wow, We headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
[Verse 1: SWIM]
Did you see me pop?
Oh, yeah, I forgot, how could you not? (Uh-huh)
Five years, blood tear
Had to secure that spot (Okay)
Labels playing tug of war, so we keep it locked in
Did I mention? R.I.P your fucking top 10
Oh, I'm supercharged (Supercharged)
I don't want to shake your hand (Shake your hand)
I don't know who you are (Who you are)
I put a hit on Hollywood
I guess I'm shooting stars (Shooting stars)
Niggas think it's small, but they got plans of living large
I hit that block so hard
I need me my own brother more
Otis Brothers Board, baby peep the style (Peep style)
Niggas previously beat with turning V.I Now
Where I used to live, not where I'm sleeping now
I'm doing my new house jig, I'm going to need a while, go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: SWIM, Jadagrace]
First-round draft pick (First-round draft pick)
Rolling Stone staff pick (Rolling Stone staff pick)
Huh, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Wow, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Yeah, first-round draft pick (First-round draft pick)
Huh, Rolling Stone staff pick (Rolling Stone staff pick)
Yeah, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Wow, We headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
[Verse 2: Jadagrace, SWIM]
Snap on a bitch like a Leica
Go tell your bitch that I'm not gonna fight her
Matter of fact, say you don't like her
Never did, but I should've never got tied up
Flew to NY for a write-up
Didn't post once, cause niggas gon' buy like a Viper
I'ma get high as a kite, take a bite to that bitch I don't like to spike her
Yeah, freckle face, fuck a label mate
What's the rate? Don't do dinner dates
In the street of fakes, I got cakes, but I only put them in my nigga's face
Sorry, mama, she gon' be like Jada Craze (Hahaha, oh, my goodness)
[Chorus: SWIM, Jadagrace]
First-round draft pick (First-round draft pick)
Rolling Stone staff pick (Rolling Stone staff pick)
Huh, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Wow, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Yeah, first-round draft pick (First-round draft pick)
Huh, Rolling Stone staff pick (Rolling Stone staff pick)
Yeah, we headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
Wow, We headed to the lead (Headed to the lead)
