Get schwifty on the beat! lyrics. @YASMYN & @Caspar Mágus prod. @Caspar Mágus recorded. @BlindSoundStudio . . . Follow Caspar Mágus! Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/casparmagus/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/maguscaspar TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@casparmagus? Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/casparmagus Audiomack: https://audiomack.com/casparmagus Audius: https://audius.co/casparmagus BeatStars: https://www.beatstars.com/casparmagus Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6Fx94DwqR2FZs4EQ9Su7LC?si=UOWmOcoxQti1Rvi7p6Pjmg&dl_branch=1 For mixing inquiries/business/booking – send email fastrise5@gmail.com LYRICS: Where should I begin Now that I got you listening Just listen to my voice Let me hypnotize you Let it synchronize and improvise our feelings Don’t you wanna touch the ceiling With your mind, with your mind Where will I go? What will I say? Predicting these things ain’t what I like to do because The answer is under your nose, anything goes, don’t touch that rose You do not know what those spikes know What they know only god knows Now I jump into oblivion Just tryna put my city on There is no telling what I’m really on When I want I make a video You started, now finish it I’m on a different binnes shit Started out young and ignorant Now everything legitimate You got that spliff ready Now won’t you pass me that Am I a nasty ass? Now why’d you ask me that? Man I’m the cleanest motherfucker you know, look at me go Make it up with my attitude, I got gratitude for sure Now that I got your attention I wanted to mention I’m bringing the tension Imma keep working as long as my mama so happy she don’t gotta worry ‘bout pension Get schwifty on the beat, put it on repeat, it’s a mistreat for the people who tryna be equal Get ready for the sequel, I’m on some extraordinary shit Text me the coordinates, Imma guarantee that it’s lit Gotta gramophone, gotta get some vinyls, get some more.. Where is my home? Homie where is it safe? Asking these things ain’t what I like to do because The answer is under your nose, anything goes, don’t touch that rose You do not know what those spikes know What they know only god knows Bushes surrounding me Why they out on the open sea? Nobody’s soul is free That fact ain’t scaring me Bushes surrounding me Why they out on the open sea? Nobody’s soul is free That fact ain’t scaring me © 2022 FastRise