Swanny Ivy - Blow Lyrics

Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know
Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know
Run it up
Still don't feel like I've done enough
Everything I did did it out of love
Everything we did did it on the drugs
And we was just a little buzzed
A little fucked up tryna stay above
You know above that bullshit
She hold my gun and she love my bullets
And we just whipping
Know this shit sound real different
The distance
Feel it closing in when we sipping
You tripping
Ain't thinking bout you or the bitches
Only thinking bout dough
Only thing ima bring home
Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know
Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know

Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know
Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know
Run it up
Still don't feel like I've done enough
Everything I did did it out of love
Everything we did did it on the drugs
And we was just a little buzzed
A little fucked up tryna stay above
You know above that bullshit
She hold my gun and she love my bullets
And we just whipping
Know this shit sound real different
The distance
Feel it closing in when we sipping
You tripping
Ain't thinking bout you or the bitches
Only thinking bout dough
Only thing ima bring home
Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know
Too many hoes
Too much phones getting left at the door
Too much smoke
Big bankroll cuz the kids love dope
Baby do blow
She in love with the keys call her Nat King Cole
Now she wanna get flown
Get flown overseas shit baby I don't know