SWANK WHITE Lyrics – Joey Bada$$

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[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, yeah (Ayo)
I'm back
Big Swank White and all that (Brrr) (Bullet!)
Lotta n!ggas talk that talk
But very few of them can walk that walk, know what I'm saying? (Facts)
Yeah, word up
Check it out
(Badmon)
Uh, look, ayo

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Reporting live from the side where the grass greener
Do this for my n!ggas with dreams of pushing Benz & Beamers
Dodging government subpoenas, state tax and misdemeanors
AP got the screw face but my b!tch is meaner
Pockets on Blueface, neck hitting like Chrisean Rock
'Salla ma, this deeper than rap, yo, this that fine art
Since a lil' n!gga had a lion heart
Always get the lion share
Got my mind clear now I'm buying stocks
Meetings out in Bryant Park
Morgan Stanley treat me like I'm close family
I just dropped eighty in the market like I'm Kobe
I carried the whole team by my dolely
Nobody ever told me that the top would feel this lonely
Had to revoke my access when n!ggas got phony
Diversify my assets, you a one-trick pony
Since I turned eighteen, I been my own big homie
Sock you n!ggas in the mouth, on camera, like Mick Foley
N!gga, it's big Joey
Ask around, your b!tch know me
Did a lot of s*it to live this life, word to Rich Homie
Truly humbled under God, Alhamdulillah
Had to learn to run before I learned how to fly
Every New Year, we still busting shots at the sky
Took a n!gga out the hood, but not the hood out a n!gga
All my life, I been surrounded by stone cold killers
Still n!ggas are drug dealers
You ain't got to understand this s*it, but you got to feel us
I'm back on my bulls*it like Mike in '95
So I'm fly, you couldn't reach these heights unless you find God
Inshallah, I just Mase a lot, now I'm on the clock
Had influence way before TikTok, been on the watch
They think I lost the plot, I think they must forgot
How I got this spot, b!tch, I'm solid as a cinderblock
I had to take a minute to live a little and laugh a lot
Through the pain, came back strong from the battles I fought
Plus, it made me sharper, I never been one to fold or rot
JBA, just be authentic, can't be something I'm not
I'm aiming for the top, taking every shot
If it came to beef, I'll be stirring the pot and serving it hot
Never lost the hunger, I just got a different appetite, I'm dishing
Humble pie to you n!ggas who want to grab a slice, look
I got bragging rights and live a lavish life, I had to sacrifice
They want the full experience at half the price
They some parasites, I knew I always had the sight
They couldn't see these heights if they had a satellite
Shine bright like it's my God given right
I raised the frequency and now they see me in a different light
Yeah

[Intermission: Joey Bada$$]
Know I'm saying? Straight like that
I'm back
Yeah, we still on that. Swank White and all that
Let that b!tch breathe, man
Real rap. Real rap s*it
But it's still like high art, know I'm saying? Fine art
Yeah

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, hell, Michelle
We can go to war, shell for shell
Fly God, they crucified me, nail by nail
And came back like it never left
Dior when I resurrect, me and Slick can go neck for neck
I been the illest if you think about it
After a drill, we don't speak about it
Chanel Moccasins bloody while you beg God for oxygen
I was on your opposite, Givenchy ski mask with the Glock tip
Just fu*ked a b!tch out in Prague, I got options
Red tops, blue tops, green, I got options
Came through bang-bang gang like Truth Robinson
Told my fate kiss my pinky ring, I'm the oppilate
If this phone ring, right here, you know the coppies in
Every time you try to whip it back, you incompetent
I be in a ten bedroom where mountains at
I done had n!ggas tied out where the ounces at
Flee two mil, war red, where the fountain at?
Money machine broke, who the fu*k counting that?

[Outro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, yeah
We still on that s*it, n!gga
All 2025, we all the way live, We still on that