312

By SWIDT

Released on May 13, 2016

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[chrous]

See what I did there

See what I did there

See what I did there

See what I did there

312, baby-baaby

(Oooohh)

312, baby-baaby

(Oooohh)

SWRRRRRRRRR

Yeah l'm killin' mic with it

Not Jordan, Jackson, or Tyson

Im talkin Michael Jones with the Ice-man

I switch the flows and switch the coast


[?]

Took an L at 3-12 that's a time stamp

[?] butterfly wit the life span

(uh)

See the difference between us

We hit the spot to get lit

They hit the spot to be scenesters

Negativity cop blocked the dreamers

We're DMF and "We The Bеst" and Major Key Investments

Burst on thе fuckin scene independents [?]


[?]

To me you ain't run shit

You still shine when the sun dips

I'm at your function

It's loose when the crews out

20 deep' with Hawaiian shirts

Just lookin' like a luau

Fuck if they in the way

Cos their ladies are interstate

They can't reciprocate

They cannot diss the way

Your bitch is a kiss away

I might just hit today

I'm Onehunga to the maximum

Press your body like an accident

Got a lotta shit stored up

It's time to let it go like a laxative

They like he killin' it (He killed that shit)

I know man, that boy hard

I'm in your vacinity

Chillin' see, like


[?]


[Chorus]

See what I did there

See what I did there

See what I did there

See what I did there

312, baby-baaby

(Oooohh)

312, baby-baaby

(Oooohh)

Ahhhh...

If they asked 'Who was that G E C Webster?

With all these buckets

Attitude like fuck it

No G pass gotcha whole crew duckin' these backstreets

Can't pass me yet

Bitch I'll go harder than last week's bread

37 ways till we might see red

See what I did there

Yeah you ain't seen shit

(Ooohh)

I got the remedy

You had your shot now you're Kennedy

Smokin' weed up in the mezzanine

We say your name but it come after 'rest in peace' blaah

Whoever's on the first verse perfect

Whoever's on the second versed merked it

(uh) In the hood right now (right now?)

Park way out where the Church is (skrrt)

3-12 bodied these rappers when I drop my new shit

So many homies (so many homies)

That it look like I'm riding with two cliques

(Shit) You talk too much

I don't understand why you try and act tough

And your wardrobe's sus

(Ha)

SWIDT in your boom box

Sippin' Woodstock

Squad lookin' like the neighbourhood watch

Park [?] in the neighbourhood block

The fire won't stop

She touchin' herself

Cause I keep it three hundred and twelve

Stoneyhunga we dominate

Fuck the fame no condom shit (SWRRR)


[Chorus]

SWIDDDDDAH

See what I did there

See what I did there

See what I did there

See what I did there

312, baby-baaby

(Oooohh)

312, baby-baaby

(Oooohh)


[outro: Boomer Tha God]

Oh you didn't know?

Haha you better call somebody

Who's got the biggest nuts?

SWIDT's got the biggest nuts

Biggest nuts in the game motherfucker

Haha my dicks down by my kneecaps

Suck me off

Suck us all off

Suck off the squad

Squad up

And it's still [?]