Swerve

Swerve

Skrilla

Альбом: Underworld
Длительность: 3:02
Год: 2024
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(Yeah, SHEL)
Turn it up in the headphones
Biggest in it, man
Real P pusher, bad ho fucker, real hat tapper, man
Play dead, try, you dyin', know what I'm sayin'?

Uh, yeah, I'm still in the hood, buying stolen cars, nigga, fuck a Patek
I'm duckin' that ho, and I'm duckin' that bitch, but I ain't never duck no static
I done made five-hundred thousand for this show, I spent an M on fashion
I'm fuckin' hoes and gettin' they head tapped 'bout that shit, what's happenin'?
Money start that violence, I got munyun, they start wildin'
Shit, they asked me what I'ma do about ol' dude, I dropped a dollar, yeah
All night in them hotties, he a goblin, tryna hurt somebody, yeah
Niggas say they don't like when I talk shit, then do somethin' 'bout it, yeah
All my jewelry Jack Frost, nigga won't need to cut the lights on
I take Perc' 'cause I don't smoke weed, but I take hydrocodone, hmm

Swerv, fuck we doing, nigga? We in the Raq right now (go)
Biggest in it, nigga, private (yeah)
Two hundred for this, man, fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout?
Sixty thousand for the teeth, all- GIA certified (ski)

Ayy, I'm ballin' right now, fuck ya necks
Reach for the shit on my neck, this bitch go vrrt out the vet
Way before Maybachs and shit, I was hoppin' out the Lex
Your ho wish she could eat this dick up right now through a text
Had a dream, me and all my kids was countin' M's on a jet (yeah)
Woke up to a call 'bout a check for five, gotta go collect
Big G, I ain't have no money at all, but I had respect
That's why all my dogs'll die for me and they know I'll stretch somethin'
Now I collect back ends, hop out the V when it's time to meet
Remember 2010, I was like fifteen
We was walkin' up, killin' niggas down the street, uh

Yeah, you want smoke, then show me
Huh, you a ho, don't bro me
Ask the city, we gettin' shit smoked, nigga, like a fuckin' stoner
Bro been on them pills for about four years, nigga beat that fuckin' monkey
Bitch, I'm out the 'Ville, and when shit get real, we with that, yeah, on foe'nem
Hmm, we sell weed and coke here, hmm, murder one, you know this
Hmm, breakin' the money down with the whole gang, nigga, fuck a Rolex
Hmm, I ain't on chill time since head tap, like yeah, on bro'nem
Hmm, I be takin' four pills at a time 'cause one don't get me loaded, hmm
Fifty thousand in my jeans to get my point across
I done spent 10K on some white tees and some Polo drawls
Nigga ain't tryna be no gangsta, I'm tryna get shit chalked
Go take the show money and put it in the streets and get ya bought
Hmm, I done made more plays then that wide receiver, Randy Moss
Hmm, nigga at ya head like Spades, I'll pull ya card

Cybertruck don't start (it don't), we was sellin' green and hard (no bap)
We caught murder ones, I'm grateful they locked me up for fraud (what?)
Cracked a nigga dome, broad day, ain't never cracked a card (never)
Bought a pint of Act' on Earth, then I went back to Mars
Nigga mention my brother name, he must be retarded
Hollywood Walk of Fame, put him with the stars
Fuck bein' rich, I'm with the elite, off goin' bar for bar
Only got two hands, two feet, but got like five cars
Freak at home, I'm makin' her moan like R&B
Told her, "Bring a friend," she tweaked, real skin, I'm geeked, bitch, pardon me
Like I lost a flash drive, she leaked
Pop outside, let's slide in the Jeep
Old bitches keep sayin' how I'm a vibe, new shit on the line 'cause they dyin' to see
Run through a big bag, yeah, in a week, two hundred G's, it's all blue cheese
I don't even got my passport, fuck with her tough, ain't trippin', I'll fly her to Greece
Couple of mil' I put on the streets, my gang got jewelry, cribs, and fleets
Them savages take ya plate to eat, on Cap, every nigga we hate deceased
Jumped in that water, was waist deep
If I stayed sober, I can't sleep
I feel like the greatest, dead or alive, fuck your top five, don't rate me
Swerv