swerve

Got me swervin', I'm just in the stu
20, bands, I'm too nervous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you don't murder
Pullin' out the knife and I go ham
On a burger

Holdin' like 20 bands, she wanna give me like one
Drop her a bag, then shotty she gets what she wants
I'm getting mad so I order the shit that I want

Get on a plane, then I fly right back in a month
New man, you see, alright
Black man, I see oncite
When I'm packing, I see you and go

cause I'm talkin' to bitches I know
He not getting my bitches more cash
And a nigga not takin' no loan
Cause I'm thinkin' that this is my style

And I'm fuckin' on bitches I don't
Then I jump in the back and then go
And I'm runnin' so fast, you are slow
See that nigga, I'm gettin' more money

See that money, them bitches go on
See that money, the bitches go up
All these niggas, they copy my flow
I told my girl, what's up
She really bout to make me blow

How I'm swervin
Hit your ass I'm in a brand new truck
You deserved it

Yeah, you don't murder
At the bank with all them fuckin' bands
Your a worker

Holdin' like 20 bands, she wanna give me like one
Drop her a bag, then shotty she gets what she wants
I'm getting mad so I order the shit that I want

Get on a plane, then I fly in right back in a month
New man, you see, alright
Black man, I see oncite
When I'm packing, I see you and go

cause I'm talkin' to bitches I know
He not getting my bitches more cash
And a nigga not takin' no loan
Cause I'm thinkin' that this is my style

And I'm fuckin' on bitches I don't
Then I jump in the back and then go
And I'm runnin' so fast, you are slow
See that nigga, I'm gettin' more money

See that money, them bitches go on
See that money, the bitches go up
All these niggas, they copy my flow
I told my girl, what's up
She really bout to make me blow

Got me swervin', I'm just in the stu
20, bands, I'm too nervous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you don't murder
Pullin' out the knife and I go ham
On a burger



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Writer(s): Saahib Mohammed
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