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Swervin
slayr
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Yeah
What the fuck, nigga? (slay)
Skrrt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, squad (Woah)
I'm inside a fuckin' Range Rover swervin', duh (Let's go)
That bitch got me feeling dangerous, I'm nervous, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Why you tryna go for everything I worked for? Uh (Worked for)
I feel like that's where you aimin' on purpose (Squad, squad)
I'm way too different than them niggas
Pull up outside with that stick, then I damage 'em (Yeah, for real), huh, yeah
Shawty, you don't gotta worry 'bout nothin'
You know I'ma handle it, yeah (Huh, yeah)
We got, like, choppers on choppers on choppers
We makin' them freeze like a mannequin, huh (Yeah)
Why the fuck is you panickin'?
Swervin' like Patrick, first name Danica, yeah (Squad)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big-ass stick, yeah, it look like banana car (Pow)
I feel like Chanel on Air Force
Swervin' that bitch, yeah, it shouldn't be that hard (Yeah, yeah)
You ain't nobody like Roxies, yeah
I'm only movin' like SWAT, yeah (SWAT)
Bendin' that water like Korra, yeah (Woah)
Open that box, Pandora, yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Yeah), uh, uh, uh, look at that bread (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, movin' on meds (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, don't fuck with feds (Woo)
Uh, uh, uh, code red (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, oh yeah (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, everybody poppin' now like no escape (Yeah, yeah, foo-yeah)
I'm tryna double it up, and then double it up
And then double again, yeah (Booyah)
I'm 'bout to double the cup, and then sit by the cup
We was switchin' that bitch (Buh, buh, buh)
I'm tryna floor it, floor it, floor it, floor it
Floor that bitch, yeah (Floor it)
I'm droppin' four, four, four, four (Four)
Uzi shit, yeah (Yeah)
I'm still gon' try and fight (Let's go), I probably wouldn't lose (Woo)
Pure rock inside myโ mm (Let's go), that's probably all I do (Yeah, yeah)
I'm goin' outer space (Space), headed to the moon (Moon)
I'll do whatever it takes to get back to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in the courtside at the gang (Gang, gang)
Now I'm topside with your boo (Huh, huh)
Young nigga got so sick off the Wock'
Fuck around, caught the flu (Yeah)
You, you niggas only doin' drugs 'cause your ass see it as cool (Ugh)
Get that shit, fuck your life up, then it's really only on you (Let's go)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Blood on my white tee (White tee)
Bitch, just let me speak (Speak, bih')
I don't even wanna speak (Speak, bih')
Diamonds all in my teeth (Yeah)
I got your bitch on my meat (Yeah, yeah)
Everything there get geeked (Yeah, yeah)
Everything there get geeked (Yeah, yeah)
I'm inside a fuckin' Range Rover swervin', duh (Let's go)
That bitch got me feeling dangerous, I'm nervous, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Why you tryna go for everything I worked for? Uh (Worked for)
I feel like that's where you aimin' on purpose (Squad, squad)
I'm way too different than them niggas
Pull up outside with that stick, then I damage 'em (Yeah, for real), huh, yeah
Shawty, you don't gotta worry 'bout nothin'
You know I'ma handle it, yeah (Huh, yeah)
We got, like, choppers on choppers on choppers
We makin' them freeze like a mannequin, huh (Yeah)
Why the fuck is you panickin'?
Swervin' like Patrick, first name Danica, yeah (Squad)