Swervin Lyrics

Down on my luck

With a nine I'm about to bust

I got goons they loading the truck

And I told them don't make a mess

Did you not get the text

We got brooms we cleaning 'em up

We got sticks ain't throwing no stones

We got bricks ain't move 'em alone

I'm Iron Man

Watch me light up a nigga chest

Keep that metal right on my body

That's incase I gotta flex

I gotta

I got the drop right after next

Moving white like it was Crest

Put that ice right on my neck

I gotta

Flipping this money we move dividends

Ready to peel like xans mixed with the ritalin

Ready to kill like cramming this adrenaline

This is my real life bills man they be tripling

Ready to die for my beliefs and what I'm living in

I'm going ghost, like a ghost is what we was driven in

Gloves and a black mask circle corners we hit again

Feeling the jackpot, feeling like we gone hit again

Never pitted anybody lower

Give you that 16 two eight's Michael Irvin

My niggas moving coke, while you sipping Coca Cola

I whip it to the left, to the right, yeah I'm swerving

We tinted out the windows ghosting out that range rover

Sniffing out the tires knew it smelt like something burning

And I'm a bring you higher every time I see you roll up

I whip it to the left, to the right when I'm swerving swerving

Down on my luck

I got no one that I could trust

I hear cops and they rolling up

Like they sirens about to fold

Ambulance on the way

That's the feds and they pulling up

They got bodies they picking up

It's a heist and they calling cold

Reality

Is the life that a nigga know

When we navigate through this jungle

While pushing through all the stones

Flipping pushing these trees

I'm like a Tarzan riding alone

Lions right on my tail

Gorillas right on my bone

Flipping this money we move dividends

Ready to peel like xans mixed with the ritalin

Ready to kill like cramming this adrenaline

This is my real life bills man they be tripling

Ready to die for my beliefs and what I'm living in

I'm going ghost, like a ghost is what we was driven in

Gloves and a black mask circle corners we hit again

Feeling the jackpot, feeling like we gone hit again

Never pitted anybody lower

Give you that 16 two eight's Michael Irvin

My niggas moving coke, while you sipping Coca Cola

I whip it to the left, to the right, yeah I'm swerving

We tinted out the windows ghosting out that range rover

Sniffing out the tires knew it smelt like something burning

And I'm a bring you higher every time I see you roll up

I whip it to the left, to the right when I'm swerving swerving

Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left

Pop my trunk then dip dip dip

Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left

Pop my trunk then dip dip dip

Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left

Pop my trunk then dip dip dip

Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left

Pop my trunk then dip dip dip