Swisher Backwood
Young Nudy & Pi'erre Bourne Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah (Uh)
Uh, you gotta be smokin' a blunt in this mothafucka (Yeah)
Count that shit, dawg (Yeah)
Split that shit, dawg (Gang)
You ain't smokin', I don't wanna hear that shit, nigga

Count that shit up, split it with my dawg
Got your bitch in the spot and she turnt up (Turnt up)
Geeked up on this drank, so we turnt up (Tight up)
In the club, hunnid bands, in the ceilin', throwin' up (Yeah)
And I got your bitch drunk, bitch might be throwin' up (Yeah, yeah)
Percocet, yeah, all in my cup
Know I'm leanin' so I'm fiendin' for some more so pour me up
Strapped up, think about robbin' me, I'ma shoot you up
In my mind frame, in my head, I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm bloody so I'm thuggin' (Yeah)
Get money, so she love me (Yeah)
Sip lean, it's not bubbly (Nah)
My face lookin' ugly (Yeah)
Adderall got me muggy (Yeah)
Handgun, I'm like, "Fuck it" (Yeah)
The block, I stay thuggin' (Yeah)
These trenches, yeah, they love me (Yeah)
The gun, yeah, I'm 'bout it (Yeah)
You talkin', you ain't 'bout it (Yeah)
Bitch nigga, I'll show you (Yeah)
I whip out, eye-roll you (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, like the blunt, I'll smoke you (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, like the bread, I'll toast you (Yeah)
Put this bread on your head, them youngins, they'll toast you (Yeah)
Pull up on your block, got that gun, pita roll 'em (Yeah)
Big blunts (Yeah, yeah)

This that blunt talk (Blunt talk)
This that gas talk (Gas, gas)
This that slime talk (Slime)
This that Nudy talk (That Nudy talk)
This that get-that-money talk (Yeah)
I don't know what y'all thought (Huh?)
Finna show you how to get it (Huh?)
This just how I walk (Yeah)
Yeah, walk like a player (Yeah), move like a gangsta (Yeah)
Nigga think I'm slippin' (Yeah), try me, I'ma spank ya (Yeah)
Catch me by myself (Uh-huh), nigga, I'm more dangerous (Yeah)
Trigger finger itchin' (Mhmm, itchin')

Percocet itchin' (Itchin', geekin', yeah)
Drank got me trippin' (Yeah, leanin', ayy, yeah, pour me up)
Fuck a lot of bitches (Yeah, damn, that's your granny, huh?)
Bring 'em in the trenches
On the block I'm gettin' it (Gettin' it)
You see how I'm livin' (I'm livin' right, racks)
Whole block love me (Yeah, Big Slimeball)
You ain't talkin' 'bout money (Nigga)
You ain't gettin' no money
These young niggas ain't sayin' nothin' (Nah)
Whole lotta money, gotta feed your hood
You ain't gettin' no money, then don't say nothin' (Hush your mouth)
All that frontin', why they bluffin', huh?
Whole lot of money, huh? (Yeah)
Pull up, we come take it (Yeah)
Know we gotta shake somethin' (Shake somethin', nigga)
Strip these niggas like these bitches
Get that money, keep on gettin' it
Nigga be talkin', go and kill him (Kill him)
Yeah, I'm that nigga (Yeah)
Yeah, this that blunt talk (Yeah)
Hahaha

This that blunt talk (Blunt talk)
This that gas talk (Gas, gas)
This that slime talk (Slime)
This that Nudy talk (That Nudy talk)
This that get-that-money talk (Yeah)
I don't know what y'all thought (Huh?)
Finna show you how to get it (Huh?)
This just how I walk (Yeah)
Yeah, walk like a player (Yeah), move like a gangsta (Yeah)
Nigga think I'm slippin' (Yeah), try me, I'ma spank ya (Yeah)




Catch me by myself (Uh-huh), nigga, I'm more dangerous (Yeah)
Trigger finger itchin' (Mhmm, itchin')

Overall Meaning

"Swisher Backwood" is a song by Young Nudy Pi’erre Bourne featuring Nudy's low, laid-back rap style over a beat by Pi’erre Bourne. The lyrics are a classic example of trap rap themes focused on smoking weed, drinking lean, making money, and living a dangerous lifestyle. The opening lines of the song set the scene, challenging listeners to spark up a blunt and smoke with the rapper. As the song progresses, Nudy raps about various topics, such as getting wasted on lean and partying in the club with a lot of money to throw around. He then touches on more serious topics like being strapped up, thinking about being robbed and defending himself with a gun. The chorus is a repetition of the phrase "This that blunt talk, gas talk, slime talk, Nudy talk, get-that-money talk" emphasizing the themes of the song.


The overall message of the song seems to glamorize the lifestyle of a young rapper living in the trap, with all the good and bad that comes with it. You get the sense that Nudy is a bit of an outsider, living according to his own rules and values, which he is not afraid to defend. He is confident in his street credibility and doesn't shy away from letting anyone know that he is "that nigga."


Overall, "Swisher Backwood" is a straightforward and enjoyable trap rap song that captures the feel of the genre with its dialed-back beat, swaying flows, and blunt, aggressive lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah (Uh)
Expressing agreement and excitement


Uh, you gotta be smokin' a blunt in this mothafucka (Yeah)
If you're in here, you better be smoking a joint


Count that shit, dawg (Yeah)
Add up the money we're making


Split that shit, dawg (Gang)
Divide the money between us


You ain't smokin', I don't wanna hear that shit, nigga
If you're not smoking, I don't want to talk to you


Count that shit up, split it with my dawg
Adding up the profits and sharing them with my friend


Got your bitch in the spot and she turnt up (Turnt up)
Your girlfriend is here and she's excited


Geeked up on this drank, so we turnt up (Tight up)
We are highly intoxicated on this alcohol


In the club, hunnid bands, in the ceilin', throwin' up (Yeah)
In the club, throwing money at the ceiling


And I got your bitch drunk, bitch might be throwin' up (Yeah, yeah)
I got your girlfriend drunk enough that she might be vomiting


Percocet, yeah, all in my cup
My cup is filled with Percocet


Know I'm leanin' so I'm fiendin' for some more so pour me up
I'm addicted to drugs and I need more to satisfy my cravings


Strapped up, think about robbin' me, I'ma shoot you up
I carry a weapon and will use it to defend myself against potential robbers


In my mind frame, in my head, I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Mentally, I don't care about anything


Yeah, I'm bloody so I'm thuggin' (Yeah)
I'm involved in gang activity and am willing to engage in violent behavior


Get money, so she love me (Yeah)
I have money, so my girlfriend loves me


Sip lean, it's not bubbly (Nah)
I'm drinking lean, which is not carbonated


My face lookin' ugly (Yeah)
I don't look good because of drug use


Adderall got me muggy (Yeah)
I'm taking Adderall and feeling cloudy in the head


Handgun, I'm like, "Fuck it" (Yeah)
I carry a gun and am indifferent about it


The block, I stay thuggin' (Yeah)
I hang out in rough neighborhoods and engage in gang activity


These trenches, yeah, they love me (Yeah)
These dangerous areas are fond of me


The gun, yeah, I'm 'bout it (Yeah)
I am comfortable with guns and use them regularly


You talkin', you ain't 'bout it (Yeah)
If you talk big but don't follow through, you're not tough


Bitch nigga, I'll show you (Yeah)
If you act like a coward, I'll prove how tough I am


I whip out, eye-roll you (Yeah, yeah)
I'll pull out my gun and look at you with contempt


Yeah, like the blunt, I'll smoke you (Yeah, yeah)
I'll kill you like I'd smoke a joint


Yeah, like the bread, I'll toast you (Yeah)
I will celebrate your death like I would a piece of bread


Put this bread on your head, them youngins, they'll toast you (Yeah)
I'll put a bounty on your head and younger gang members will kill you


Pull up on your block, got that gun, pita roll 'em (Yeah)
I'll come to your neighborhood with my gun and shoot at you


Big blunts (Yeah, yeah)
Large joints


This that blunt talk (Blunt talk)
I'm speaking bluntly


This that gas talk (Gas, gas)
This is talk about high-quality marijuana


This that slime talk (Slime)
This is talk about being shady or deceitful


This that Nudy talk (That Nudy talk)
The way I'm speaking is representative of myself


This that get-that-money talk (Yeah)
I'm speaking about earning money


I don't know what y'all thought (Huh?)
I didn't have expectations for what you were thinking


Finna show you how to get it (Huh?)
I'm going to demonstrate how to earn money


This just how I walk (Yeah)
This is just how I conduct myself


Yeah, walk like a player (Yeah), move like a gangsta (Yeah)
I exude confidence and thuggish behavior


Nigga think I'm slippin' (Yeah), try me, I'ma spank ya (Yeah)
If someone underestimates me, I will harm them


Catch me by myself (Uh-huh), nigga, I'm more dangerous (Yeah)
If I'm alone, I'm more likely to be violent


Trigger finger itchin' (Mhmm, itchin')
I'm eager to use my gun


Percocet itchin' (Itchin', geekin', yeah)
I need more Percocet to satisfy my addiction


Drank got me trippin' (Yeah, leanin', ayy, yeah, pour me up)
Alcohol is causing me to hallucinate


Fuck a lot of bitches (Yeah, damn, that's your granny, huh?)
I have casual sex with many women, even if they are older


Bring 'em in the trenches
I involve women in my gang activity


On the block I'm gettin' it (Gettin' it)
I am earning money on the streets


You see how I'm livin' (I'm livin' right, racks)
I'm living in a wealthy manner


Whole block love me (Yeah, Big Slimeball)
I am popular and respected in my neighborhood


You ain't talkin' 'bout money (Nigga)
If you're not discussing money, I don't want to talk to you


You ain't gettin' no money
If you're not earning money, you're unimportant


These young niggas ain't sayin' nothin' (Nah)
The younger gang members in my neighborhood aren't speaking up


Whole lotta money, gotta feed your hood
Earning a lot of money means you have to share it with your community


You ain't gettin' no money, then don't say nothin' (Hush your mouth)
If you're not making money, don't talk about money


All that frontin', why they bluffin', huh?
Why are people pretending to have money they don't have?


Whole lot of money, huh? (Yeah)
I have a lot of money


Pull up, we come take it (Yeah)
We will come to your area and take your money


Know we gotta shake somethin' (Shake somethin', nigga)
We need to rob someone to earn money


Strip these niggas like these bitches
We need to rob people in a humiliating way


Get that money, keep on gettin' it
Keep earning money and don't stop


Nigga be talkin', go and kill him (Kill him)
If someone is talking too much, they should be killed


Yeah, I'm that nigga (Yeah)
I'm the toughest and most respected person in the room


Yeah, this that blunt talk (Yeah)
I'm speaking bluntly and directly


Hahaha
Expressing amusement or satisfaction




Lyrics Β© YOUNG NUDY PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Quantavious Thomas, Jordan Jenks

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@faded5535

Pierre beats are masterpieces.

@TheDariusp

Mini

@Blocc187

Hes a future Trillionaire bra

@milesakadrop2865

tht β€œyea” adlib is πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@wutang4eva77

Facts

@jsmirk807

word tho

@michealcorleone665

"walk like a player, move like a gangster"πŸ”₯

@andibritz

the hi hat pattern switch at 0:23 goes so fucking hard

@Eli-em2nc

how tf u catch that

@spacemancam

@@Eli-em2ncmf had to be high as hell πŸ˜‚ he ain’t lying tho πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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