Bitch Swim Fat Nick (Ft. Shakewell)

[Intro: Shakewell]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like, God damn
These some old bands, don't make new friends
I got a choppa on me, but you know it won't jam
Threw some racks in the club, made a bitch swim
Winter on my neck, December shit, like, God damn

[Verse 1: Shakewell]
Big cannon, no jammin', pop it, airin' shit out
I'm with Nick, no Cannon, but we wildin' out
You an opp, you a poser, I done learned what you 'bout
Still rest in peace, hustle 'til I'm dead in the ground
Why the realest die young, but these lames above ground?
Makin' money while I sleep, you gotta wake up [?] [0:47]
Four, five, six, thirty, poppin' 30s with lean
Bitch tried to sleep on me, I'm the man of her dreams
Opps tried to write me off, hit his neck with the beam
You a crumb, lil' bum, I'm splittin' checks with my team
Saw him flexin', double cupped, don't know I cut up his lean
If cash rule everything, then I must be the king