Swimming

[Intro]

Turn me up, Fu

[Verse 1: Baby Goth]

See me in the Pink Ferrari

I got on a hoodie 'cause my neck so icy

If you says I'm Baby, then I'm gon' take a breather

Baby cruising courtside, rolling up a fatty

[Chorus: Baby Goth]

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG

Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada

Living our life the way we fucking wanna

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]

Swerving in this brand new Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt)

Talking all that shit but nigga, you ain't got no cake

You's a dumb ass nigga, sending shots, ain't got no aim (Ain't got no aim)

You's a dumb ass nigga if you think that bitch your bae

Think she with me right now, iced out

Me and Baby rolling 'til it's lights out (Lights out, yeah)

Need some cleaning, Lysol (Pssh, pssh, pssh)

I said I'm rolling with the gang, got pipes out

[Chorus: Baby Goth]

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG

Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada

Living our life the way we fucking wanna

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG

Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada

Living our life the way we fucking wanna

[Verse 3: Lil Xan & Baby Goth]

I don't pop no molly, but I definitely fucked a Molly

They gonna tell me sorry when I get my first Grammy

Rest in peace to granny, all that matters is my family

Rest in peace to granny, all that matters is my family

Ice is heavy on my wrist now (My wrist is heavier)

We rolling in a smoke cloud (We always smoking, yeah)

Get too high, I'm never coming down (Never coming down)

With the family, fucking up the town

Now I'm swimming in the ocean with my jet-ski robbing something

Got a girl I really like, the type that you could really see

I hope this girl is feeling me, yeah

I said, I hope this girl is feeling me, yeah (Feeling me), ayy

Baby, bust me down like a brand new watch (Bust me down)

If you feeling low, let me turn you up a notch (Up a notch)

And this sick drip brighter than a new Grammy (Grammy)

Out here puffing fatties, swaying with the palm trees (Palm trees)

[Chorus: Baby Goth]

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG

Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada

Living our life the way we fucking wanna

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in weeks

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I been passing that OG

Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada

Living our life the way we fucking wanna