Sway in the Morning
Sway’s Universe Freestyle
[Al]
Ay yo you wan't me to come on this one?
[Sway]
You can do that?
[Al]
Yeah, I can do that, hold on this is for my man Sway
[Sway]
Put up the beat a lil bit

[Al]
Yo
Electricity Ferrari Testarossa they floated it in from Italy
All o' my rings are sorted individually
All them things like an ornament on a christmas tree
I'm on the brink of extinction, links sit on a chinchilla mink
I'm still Tequila drinkin in my Licoln
You be slippin in the darkness and sinkin
Push the feather across the parchment for inkin
My blood type is Royal
I'm workin with dirty pollo-n-night oil I cook until the pipe boil
Drinkin fermented fruits with a slight spoil
I rather 've take-away package with a nice foil
I'm gumshoe, my code name is Espionage
At the Taj of the table gettin a neck massage
I never step from out the room without a check involved
Open the needle into the groove and let the rec' revolve
I'm frozen, my case is never solved never blown
The raps is hovercraft fidget-spinners since reggaeton
I'm sprinklin' methadone on a sess bone
Discoball that shine a light upon the text dome
Every corner in the deck thrown