Swwweeerrrrrvvveeee
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin pull up in Chevy Suburban (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
What, uh, aye, yea, yea, yea
Off that drank off that molly boy you screwed (Yea, yea, yea)
Got that choppa to ya face I swear you doomed (Yea, yea, yea)
Off a percocet lil n#gg# you doomed (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swеrvin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swеrvin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin pull up in Chevy Suburban (Yea, yea, yea)
I can’t love no thottie
We come through and blowing down ya door just like the SWAT team
b#tches in my face don’t wanna talk I need my guap please
b#tch I smoke my gas I roll my blunt I’m smoking broccoli
And I’m off the juice and you know I’m going crazy
b#tch I’m going crazy
XD on me crazy
No choppa no phase me
b#tch I’m going crazy
Meet me at that party b#tch you know I’m going brazy go brazy go brazy
I can’t love no thottie
All about my guap please
No hobbies come top me
Silly b#tch com (Me)
I can’t love no thottie
All about my guap please
No hobbies come to
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
All these thots I can’t love them (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m learnin pull up in Chevy Suburban (yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin (Yea, yea, yea)
b#tch I’m swervin pull up in Chevy Suburban (yea, yea, yea)
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
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