Текст песни Swine Flu - Dat Boi Vic feat. Rome Streetz

Lord knows
The liquor pours
That's just libation
At the space station
Waiting
The ground was vibrating
My nation
The tribe of Shabazz
The greatest migration
Lives taken
Niggas got smoked
They eating fried bacon
Swine flu
What up seven
I got my nine too
Flying through
In Lambo trucks
My dollar signs grew
Balenciaga cost a thousand tho
Wildin tho
I'm out in Paris my nigga
You see me styling hoe
Flooded pieces
The ghost of big
Rocks the black Jesus
Vintage fleeces
Flow prestigious
Can't tell who police is
Niggas rattin
Cheese eaters talking to the captain
Niggas cappin
They heads my first album
And started jacking
Stealing schemes
Nightmare kill "em in they dreams
Killed the scene
Nigga got cooked because he spilled the beans
Jean Michelle
Artistic with the digi scale
The city spell
My dawg got hit up
With a glizzy shell
In the field
Making them plays
But not the NFL
Lamar Jackson
Shotgun action
Run it up air maxin
Nawfside taxin

Swine flu
What up seven
I got my my nine too
Flying through
New mac eleven
You slanging iron? True
Time flew
Cooped matching beamers
But I got mine blue
Sign who if it's a million
Than what you tryn do

Swine flu
What up seven
I got my my nine too
Flying through
New mac eleven
You slanging iron? True
Time flew
Cooped matching beamers
But I got mine blue
Sign who if it's a million
Than what you tryn do