Swerving! (Diamonds Dancing) Lyrics

I was blue in the face bout moves to make

Can't hold my breath

I don't own the game

Til then imma stack these Ultras

Y'all circling vultures

Flying to close for comfort

I'm not losing my motor shawty

Not stopping for anybody

I be leaving these hoes

With my bag right over my shoulder

Quick deuce to the four

Niggas know my notions

Can't back down slowly

That death won't be quick for the Void solider

Blunt on my lips in tune with the earth

Lil fast ass bitch

No top she a vert

Four ring hoes real fast like an Audi

Got an R8 bitty with her chest to the balcony

I be sw-sw-swerving

Chasing ultras til its sunday

Hold your breath until your blue

I heard he went out with a shiny gold rope

Made the scene look pretty

Turn the money into letters

Made the scene look pretty

Such a death with diamonds dancing

Dancing, Dancing

Talking stripper pole manner

Smashed a couple broads with Rubies in my chain

Shit get really raw, untamed in this lifestyle

Niggas die for clout and live for nothing now

I seen hustlers take they life

With all the chains on the dresser

Hella racks in the vault

Got every drug every metric

Still it's never enough

That's why the grind never ends

That's why the sun never sets

That's why the edge creeps closer

Without you moving an inch

If not me than who nigga

Gon wave this flag and get that bag

Not you niggas this 4 letter word is too offical

To go out tripping like white bitches

I'm stalking the bag like 90s killers

Tapping my knife on the glass ceiling

You either let me in or you don't

Imma still takeover like my name Hov

I be sw-sw-swerving

Chasing ultras til its sunday

Hold your breath until your blue

I heard he went out with a shiny gold rope

Made the scene look pretty

Turn the money into letters

Made the scene look pretty

Such a death with diamonds dancing