Picture me rollin’, on the west coast, ‘preciate the support

[Hook]: Picture me rollin’ like I’m 2Pac
I’m in the six seater, but it’s me and two thots
They want me to love ‘em, but I can’t do that
These groupies ain’t loyal, man, they love to crew hop

[Verse 1]: I ain’t really in a rush for the top spot
But the fans like, “Swoosh, why you ain’t on?, you too hot”
They been waiting for a minute, for the new tape to drop
Ion give a fuck ‘bout the charts, man I know this shit will pop
If I see it and I like it, it’s fuck twelve but ima cop
Won’t you call me jelly fam the way I’m hitting lean and wock
Shit, jelly fam Swoosh got a ring to it
Jamaican n***a, curry shrimp, and the ting do it
I advise you not to have me too close to ya chick
It’ll be over pretty quick
She’ll be choosing sides, she’ll be choosing I
Man, it’s pretty obvious she want a new guy
I’m in Space Jam cooling with the Monstars
The kinda girls I like that work behind bars
She gave me head, made me stand still like Narduwar
2019, I’m tryna get a bag like Neymar
They try to block me, but I beat the goalkeeper
Ballin’ too hard, won’t you just go put me in FIFA
Spent some time in L.A
But now I’m in the bay
California such a beautiful place
That’s what I say