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Eybl Video (MV)




Performed By: K Swoon
Length: 3:05
Written by: Kiran Anderson




K Swoon - Eybl Lyrics




I'm balling like I'm in the EYBL
Cant f*ck with no nigga I know he gone tell
We sending them shots like they came through the mail
I'll give my son ice when he do show and tell
You can't fall in love baby dont say you fell
My bro in them chains they ain't giving em bail
When I was down bad they would give me no help
I smoke on this broccoli just for my health

Running to the bag like Usain
Bentley coupe driving with the wood grain
Couple twin bitches no ying yang
My style just changed but I'm still the same
Vvs cuttin Up like a switchblade
Burning like a Taki niggas catching my flame
Tsunami type drip niggas feeling our wave Aint talking money nigga get out my face
Uh, Put ya main bitch in Chanel
Imma real hammer hope you tougher than some nails
We gone work out the deal
Everybody leaving with they Pockets full of bills
Too much drugs in my cells
Slanging this dope not a gram on a scale
Testing my boys gone lead to a fail
Ice cream diamonds like my jeweler blue bell
Blue guts leaking in the Phantom
Don't be beefing on the gram with the randoms
At the shows we be litty like a candle
Bad bitch big booty can I handle
Machine body I can't even dismantle
Fast foreign, head lights oriental
And I got the keys like Khaled not pianos
My fingers shine different colors like thanos

I'm balling like I'm in the EYBL
Cant f*ck with no nigga I know he gone tell
We sending them shots like they came through the mail
I'll give my son ice when he do show and tell
You can't fall in love baby dont say you fell
My bro in them chains they ain't giving em bail
When I was down bad they would give me no help
I smoke on this broccoli just for my health

I just been smoking on cookie i ain't talking bout no chips ahoy
You can't treat me like no rookie I promise my nigga I'll die for it
Got Two hoes in the back of the fast foreign
And I'm spiffy I'm rocking some Ralph Lauren
I'm poppin them percs like a altoid
I came out then they knew that a star was born
I was running I'm trynna get out the storm
Count this money get bitches that been the norm
I been dripping this gucci my tiger roaring
You can come get your bitch cause she hella boring
I perform at a college bring heat to dorms
Now I'm booking these flights they like where you going
Now I'm doing aight I done quit the pouring
I just want the i8 to flex like a sport
K Swoon the dondada
Mix matching moncler and my Prada
Late nights who gone be a real rider
I'm lit staying lit like a lighter
I'm knocking her pussy out the ball park
These niggas be cops no Paul blart
I'm painting these pictures like Mozart
New coupe all black and it's push to start
Nigga switching different scenes like a tik tok
Big diamonds like gunna these real rocks
I need a patek for the wrist watch
Chanel's in my closet they dead stock
I'm coming right now if you there not
Yo squad gone be running right out the spot
Ride through the streets and I got a nine
These niggas gone hate when they get behind
I'm missing my boys so free the slimes
You not running up bands you need a dime
I need one more blunt but I'm outta time
And She bad, she sip on the finest wine
I'm dressing too rich imma Don Juan
And I don't need a jet I was born flying
The time moving fast where the timeline
These niggas be wilding they all lying

I'm balling like I'm in the EYBL
Cant f*ck with no nigga I know he gone tell
We sending them shots like they came through the mail
I'll give my son ice when he do show and tell
You can't fall in love baby dont say you fell
My bro in them chains they ain't giving em bail
When I was down bad they would give me no help
I smoke on this broccoli just for my health
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I'm balling like I'm in the EYBL
Cant f*ck with no nigga I know he gone tell
We sending them shots like they came through the mail
I'll give my son ice when he do show and tell
You can't fall in love baby dont say you fell
My bro in them chains they ain't giving em bail
When I was down bad they would give me no help
I smoke on this broccoli just for my health

Running to the bag like Usain
Bentley coupe driving with the wood grain
Couple twin bitches no ying yang
My style just changed but I'm still the same
Vvs cuttin Up like a switchblade
Burning like a Taki niggas catching my flame
Tsunami type drip niggas feeling our wave Aint talking money nigga get out my face
Uh, Put ya main bitch in Chanel
Imma real hammer hope you tougher than some nails
We gone work out the deal
Everybody leaving with they Pockets full of bills
Too much drugs in my cells
Slanging this dope not a gram on a scale
Testing my boys gone lead to a fail
Ice cream diamonds like my jeweler blue bell
Blue guts leaking in the Phantom
Don't be beefing on the gram with the randoms
At the shows we be litty like a candle
Bad bitch big booty can I handle
Machine body I can't even dismantle
Fast foreign, head lights oriental
And I got the keys like Khaled not pianos
My fingers shine different colors like thanos

I'm balling like I'm in the EYBL
Cant f*ck with no nigga I know he gone tell
We sending them shots like they came through the mail
I'll give my son ice when he do show and tell
You can't fall in love baby dont say you fell
My bro in them chains they ain't giving em bail
When I was down bad they would give me no help
I smoke on this broccoli just for my health

I just been smoking on cookie i ain't talking bout no chips ahoy
You can't treat me like no rookie I promise my nigga I'll die for it
Got Two hoes in the back of the fast foreign
And I'm spiffy I'm rocking some Ralph Lauren
I'm poppin them percs like a altoid
I came out then they knew that a star was born
I was running I'm trynna get out the storm
Count this money get bitches that been the norm
I been dripping this gucci my tiger roaring
You can come get your bitch cause she hella boring
I perform at a college bring heat to dorms
Now I'm booking these flights they like where you going
Now I'm doing aight I done quit the pouring
I just want the i8 to flex like a sport
K Swoon the dondada
Mix matching moncler and my Prada
Late nights who gone be a real rider
I'm lit staying lit like a lighter
I'm knocking her pussy out the ball park
These niggas be cops no Paul blart
I'm painting these pictures like Mozart
New coupe all black and it's push to start
Nigga switching different scenes like a tik tok
Big diamonds like gunna these real rocks
I need a patek for the wrist watch
Chanel's in my closet they dead stock
I'm coming right now if you there not
Yo squad gone be running right out the spot
Ride through the streets and I got a nine
These niggas gone hate when they get behind
I'm missing my boys so free the slimes
You not running up bands you need a dime
I need one more blunt but I'm outta time
And She bad, she sip on the finest wine
I'm dressing too rich imma Don Juan
And I don't need a jet I was born flying
The time moving fast where the timeline
These niggas be wilding they all lying

I'm balling like I'm in the EYBL
Cant f*ck with no nigga I know he gone tell
We sending them shots like they came through the mail
I'll give my son ice when he do show and tell
You can't fall in love baby dont say you fell
My bro in them chains they ain't giving em bail
When I was down bad they would give me no help
I smoke on this broccoli just for my health
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Writer: Kiran Anderson
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