lirik lagu swadnoc - bfe
[verse 1: swadnoc and (bdubyaliciousness)]
aye dude bro man, p-ss me the aux cord
car surfin’, sun roof my board
call bradley up, “c’mon dude i’m bored”
(stuck in pandookie, how bout cruising?)
“better yet guy… canoeing. i’ll call the girls, see what they’re doing. cooler with capri-suns coming thru”
(respect the pouch tho”
“true! riley creek three o’clock rendezvous”
welcome to a day, with the location
way past egypt, cornfield nation
half-way decent isolation
coming out late with my bas-m-nt rap
not quite great but adjacent to that
on my mixtape just statin’ the facts
…swad, have a slice!
[hook x2: swadnoc]
just another day in bfe
trynna keep it real with my homies
small town boy, no nyc
this country living ain’t new to me
[post-hook x2: bdubyaliciousness]
summer in
bee
eff
eee
[verse 2: bdubyaliciousness and (swadnoc)]
brad walther here, repping the ‘natti
baller of all rhymes, aka your daddy
b-mblin’ bearcat, prowling honeys
buzzin’ your cousin, and getting moneys
biscuits and gravy on a ukulele
mainly, greatly, insanely, daily
profanely, archaically, tasty, pastry
…hmm… pastries
(brad, focus up, the song, remember?)
ohh… right… long days, longer nights
workin’ third shift but it’s alright
(bruh… i’d rather be a ‘maphrodite)
ya live with the rents, ya parasite
(i’m still in high school, what’s your excuse?)
i’m on a break, from college abuse
[hook x2]
[post-hook x2]
[verse 3: swadnoc and (bdubyaliciousness)]
ain’t a country song, i’m just saying what the facts are
they out picking crops in big green tractors
corn on the cob, knowin’ every cop, rollin’ every stop, but no one gets caught
(i achieve my own success, just trynna be the best
never worried ’bout the rest, cause my boys and i are blessed
to the plate and sing, to the mic and sing
just doing my thing, call it up and ring)
c-cky when i’m with brad
(ruthless when i’m with swad)
[outro: swadnoc and bdubyaliciousness]
swadnoc: aye dude, wanna go ride bikes?
bdubya: yeah. have you texted your summer chick yet?
swadnoc: ehh, she’s like that sweater you got from your grandma, and the colors are just too obtuse
bdubya: yeah, like when you rent shoes from the bowling alley and realize they’re actually fire, but we’re only like six bucks
swadnoc: ya
bdubya: true
swadnoc: what were we talking about?
bdubya: …i don’t know
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