BabyTron ft. Icewear Vezzo - Can You Swim? Lyrics

You out here burnin' bridges, can you swim though?
You out here burnin' bridges, can you swim though?
You out here burnin' bridges, can you swim though?
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

You out here burnin' bridges, can you swim though? (I hope so)
I ain't tuckin' shit, I got my kit on
Get the bag in and disappear, I feel like Bilbo
Score however, throw a touchdown or kick a field goal
I heard you still broke
Shit, I need a parachute, I'm fly as fuck
Ha-ha, nah, for real, I'm in the sky with it
Life different, you can tell by how the ice hittin'
Better keep yo' eye up on that hourglass, yo' time tickin' (yo' time's up, buddy)
Scorin' champ, I went and threw some sixty pointers in the Cartiers
I just spent an hour in here wrestlin' with these RtAs
Dog Shit Militia, we got more choppas than a army base
Drank head, I'm chasin' acorn like the Ice Age
Unky playin' with that, turned it light beige
It can be money, can be time, they say crime pays
Wax in the Backwood, I'm livin' life the high way
Flyin' out the driveway, bitch, this a Urus
Quarter ticket on me, takin' flicks, life picture perfect
Left his body in the, uh, this shit get disturbin'
Told him I'll make it to the top, shit, I been determined
Watch it lock into a rock when I get to stirrin'
Hit his block, pop-pop, then we get to 'urkin'
Leg on the bed, hit a bitch, she gon' get to squirmin'
Pick him off then talk shit like I'm Richard Sherman
I'ma get the first worm, I'm the early bird
Took his kit, he'll get it back the thirty-third
Five of Quagen, brodie faced it, he got slurry words
Glocky got a blue Perky in it, let the thirty jerk

Yeah
F&N hold a thirty, got Curry tucked
Presi' on my left hand bought a birdy plus
Huh, bitch, I'm richer than my opps, I ain't worried much
Only time you niggas double up, pourin' dirty up (that's the only time)
Huh, stupid, that's a double cup
Thousand beans on the plane, I got bubble guts
Huh, fuck a bitch off the fame, I don't cuddle up
I put purple diamonds in my chain, this a one in one (damn)
Ran them niggas out the club, this a money box (pussy)
Better put that Glock up, I got a hunnid shots
Huh, rob him at his video, don't pull no money out
I just fucked a stripper named Rain, she got a thunder box
Spent two thousand on my hoodie, yeah, it's stack season
Don't be cappin' in them songs, bitch, we whack cheaters
Yeah, lil' gang them some demons, yeah, they jack people
Spin around in that Chally, got the 'Cat screamin'

Drank God

You out here burnin' bridges, can you swim though? (I hope so)
I ain't tuckin' shit, I got my kit on
Get the bag in and disappear, I feel like Bilbo
Score however, throw a touchdown or kick a field goal
I heard you still broke
Shit, I need a parachute, I'm fly as fuck (nyoom)
Ha-ha, nah, for real, I'm in the sky with it
Life different, you can tell by how the ice hittin'
Better keep yo' eye up on that hourglass, yo' time tickin'
Yo' time's up, buddy