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Letra : Swervin
Swervin'
I got 'em nervous
(Ayy, Devin, pipe it up)
Swervin' (Swervin')
When I cruise around the city off the drink, I got 'em nervous
Two-tone, double R, big wrist, it come with curtains (With curtains)
Even since I got a bag, I seen 'em hurtin' (Yeah, they hurtin')
If they talkin' out they neck, I'll leave 'em nervous (Yeah, they nervous)
I'ma die by my respect, 'cause b*t*h, I earned it (I earned it)
Stuff the ZaZa in a blunt, we smoke it all, we burn it
I need me Rihanna, I'll buy her the Gucci, the Louis, the Prada
Flow is my number one shotta, my brother, my monster
He will kill for a dollar
Double cup, b*t*h, I'm sippin' on codeine
I'm the topic, so they watchin' closely
Windows tinted, my whips sit on 4 G's
Got my gat in this b*t*h, keep it lowkey
Eighth in the blunt, b*t*h, I'm smokin' on Dodie
I'm in love with the guap and my pole-y
In the 'telly got bottles and b*t*hes for surely
They in here givin' bro dome-y
Fly as [?], up it and blast it
Roll up the opps and we smoke 'em to ashes
I know they want to see me in a casket
I was shootin', I ain't see a basket
Mama told me, "Gotta take every shot"
So, that's what I did
I was just goin' for wins, f**k it, might cut off my friends
'Cause n***as actin' weird, I can't slip up, not again
Jayo spent time in that pen
He say he can't go back again, but he step out with his FN
If a n***a say hands up then, bro, go find a end
'Cause he really droppin' n***as, really poppin' n***as
Got a lotta choppas, get to choppin' n***as
Only conversate about the guala, n***a
No cap, 'cause I got racks, yeah
Swervin' (Swervin')
When I cruise around the city off the drink, I got 'em nervous
Two-tone, double R, big wrist, it come with curtains (With curtains)
Even since I got a bag, I seen 'em hurtin' (Yeah, they hurtin')
If they talkin' out they neck, I'll leave 'em nervous (Yeah, they nervous)
I'ma die by my respect, 'cause b*t*h, I earned it (I earned it)
Stuff the ZaZa in a blunt, we smoke it all, we burn it
I need me Rihanna, I'll buy her the Gucci, the Louis, the Prada
Flow is my number one shotta, my brother, my monster
He will kill for a dollar
I'm done with the bullsh*t, I'll take this sh*t all the way up to the top
Took too many Perc-ys, I'm drivin' in slow-mo, I hope I don't die
I'm smokin' on gary, that paintin' is movin', I think I'm too high
Two-tone my watch, new phone is hot
Won't leave the house to just show out an outfit
I walk out, to get me me a check
I want the chains on my neck to be heavy as f**k with all golden baguettes
You're little brother just text, you be cappin' your rap is a about, you in debt
Look with some people, who do with some clout
I'ma sit back and chill off my meds
This pain been had me hurtin'
Off the drink I'm swervin'
My mind just got the lurkin'
I think I better dead
I got 'em nervous
(Ayy, Devin, pipe it up)
Swervin' (Swervin')
When I cruise around the city off the drink, I got 'em nervous
Two-tone, double R, big wrist, it come with curtains (With curtains)
Even since I got a bag, I seen 'em hurtin' (Yeah, they hurtin')
If they talkin' out they neck, I'll leave 'em nervous (Yeah, they nervous)
I'ma die by my respect, 'cause b*t*h, I earned it (I earned it)
Stuff the ZaZa in a blunt, we smoke it all, we burn it
I need me Rihanna, I'll buy her the Gucci, the Louis, the Prada
Flow is my number one shotta, my brother, my monster
He will kill for a dollar
Double cup, b*t*h, I'm sippin' on codeine
I'm the topic, so they watchin' closely
Windows tinted, my whips sit on 4 G's
Got my gat in this b*t*h, keep it lowkey
Eighth in the blunt, b*t*h, I'm smokin' on Dodie
I'm in love with the guap and my pole-y
In the 'telly got bottles and b*t*hes for surely
They in here givin' bro dome-y
Fly as [?], up it and blast it
Roll up the opps and we smoke 'em to ashes
I know they want to see me in a casket
I was shootin', I ain't see a basket
Mama told me, "Gotta take every shot"
So, that's what I did
I was just goin' for wins, f**k it, might cut off my friends
'Cause n***as actin' weird, I can't slip up, not again
Jayo spent time in that pen
He say he can't go back again, but he step out with his FN
If a n***a say hands up then, bro, go find a end
'Cause he really droppin' n***as, really poppin' n***as
Got a lotta choppas, get to choppin' n***as
Only conversate about the guala, n***a
No cap, 'cause I got racks, yeah
Swervin' (Swervin')
When I cruise around the city off the drink, I got 'em nervous
Two-tone, double R, big wrist, it come with curtains (With curtains)
Even since I got a bag, I seen 'em hurtin' (Yeah, they hurtin')
If they talkin' out they neck, I'll leave 'em nervous (Yeah, they nervous)
I'ma die by my respect, 'cause b*t*h, I earned it (I earned it)
Stuff the ZaZa in a blunt, we smoke it all, we burn it
I need me Rihanna, I'll buy her the Gucci, the Louis, the Prada
Flow is my number one shotta, my brother, my monster
He will kill for a dollar
I'm done with the bullsh*t, I'll take this sh*t all the way up to the top
Took too many Perc-ys, I'm drivin' in slow-mo, I hope I don't die
I'm smokin' on gary, that paintin' is movin', I think I'm too high
Two-tone my watch, new phone is hot
Won't leave the house to just show out an outfit
I walk out, to get me me a check
I want the chains on my neck to be heavy as f**k with all golden baguettes
You're little brother just text, you be cappin' your rap is a about, you in debt
Look with some people, who do with some clout
I'ma sit back and chill off my meds
This pain been had me hurtin'
Off the drink I'm swervin'
My mind just got the lurkin'
I think I better dead
