certified A for the grains (i'm swerving) Lyrics

It's Christxphvr

Certified A for the grains

I'on even know what I'm sayin'

Cooking on the floats of the plane

Toking on the smoke of my pain

But I don't wanna choke on the flames

I don't wanna joke like a lame for the fame

Back in the day I just wanted to game

Now I just hop on the track and I spray

Ownin' the shit with a smile on my face

If I had a dollar for the thoughts in my brain

I would have a dollar for a dollar everyday

Droppin' and pullin' the Ks

I know my worth and I fit in my lane, ayy

But I'm swervin', I'mma hit you

Run you off the fuckin' road

Yeah, you bet you I ain't miss you, uhn

Certified A for the grains

Yes I do know what I'm sayin'

I will be throwin' the flames

Thinkin' on all of the plains

Choking on none of it, man

I'm swervin'

I'm a fuckin' missile

Toe like I'm gon kiss you

No, but I won't fuckin' miss you

I'm comin' with all of it, I won't be leavin' none

I'm takin' everything, this is another one

Back on my bullshit I'm hit with the uppercuts

I'm scared of the lower ones, they really rile me up

I'm finna come and get

Diminish the competition every single time I'm spittin'

I'm back in the the fuckin' building

Nobody can even step to me

'Cause all these other motherfuckers they are dead to me

They owe debt to me, yeah, that's cool

But I might be the best MC to ever spit this shit fool fuck shit

I don't give a shit but I fuck shit

Fuck, shit

Fuck up your function

I'm dunkin' like donuts

You want it, I chose it

I'm copping the bonus

I'm making more music with bros like a Jonas

I already called it, you ain't need to phone us

A phoney fucker better stay as a loner

Money coming in here like a boner

Printing paper with low toner

I could afford a better order

I'll admit I cut up some corners

Sw-swervin', but I won't fuckin' hit you

I might need some tissues

Oh, you know I've got some issues

Yeah, I'm swervin'

I can't try to fix you

I don't want no issues

I just find it hard to miss you

Certified A for the grains

I wish that you knew what I'm sayin'

I hate that you toke on my pain

But you just gon choke on the flames

And I'on't know who I should blame

So I'm swervin', just to dodge your questions

This time I'm done investin'

And we're past the point of testin'

Yeah, I'm swerving

Chrisy