
Servin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2014
Lyrics
I'm off a whole lot of drugs
Catch me ridin' and swervin'
Bitch I'm swervin sk skrr
I've been round, round, servin' niggas left and right
Got a dummy brick, let's see who is the lick tonight
Nina Ross ain't wear no drawers, you gettin bust tonight
Ain't no one-on-ones if you see the gang fight
I'm with Turnup he a, Turnup and off Any nigga
Bitch, I'm Chief and I ain't Keefn rough his Fendi, nigga
I'm drinkin' lean and you drinkin' margaritas, nigga
And when I'm sippin' lean, I sip it by the liter, nigga
Bitch, I'm gone, smokin' death, this shit a kill a, nigga
Yo bitch on me, dawg, I think she really feel it, nigga
This shit a jungle and I'm a fuckin' gorilla, nigga
And if the nigga play, you know I gotta grill the nigga
We got drugs, come and shop, get your shit and go
Whip, whop, these niggas flip-flop, you didn't know
Trappin' hard, ain't no droughts, man, I hate me those
No, hundos, hundos, hundos, make em' hand me those
Man, I'm servin', yeah, I'm swervin'
Catch me on the block and I'm servin'
Call up Uncle Sam, this shit urgent
Feds blitz the shop, now we hurtin'
Smith and Wesson 30 shot Bahhh
Shit, we lurkin', I'm a Maryland ass nigga
Shit a Terrapin', Sammy load the choppers
Get the Kirkin all my niggas shooters
They get the murkin
Cuz all my niggas lurkin'
Servin' all my niggas do the same thing
We ain't playin,
Cause all I want is hundreds, all my niggas gunna Nothings ever wanted
When you got money, paper chasin, young nigga get the runnin five star nigga
Feelin' like Stunna , big tymer , lotto gang gon' keep it runnin
You lovin' that hoe and that bitch be hoein
She goin', bein Broke was boring, passed the rock I'm scoring
I'm pourin' da dollars on her
Say she like the whether, say I like the way dat ass sit up in that leather
All I know is go foot is on the pedal, I know all the shooter hitters keep dat metal
Ain't a street nigga I'm n da streets Nigga
Stay away from nigga, niggas be talkin
I remember when I couldn't even get a ride
Niggas had me out here walkin'
Get a whip, ring, ring
Aye cuz can I get a…
I beg your pardon
No, no
All my niggas servin' dope
We can go
If you a hoe, you gotta go
Can't serve, on my block what
You know boy you kno we gotta serve Pour a four off in a four Kobe with the fro
You ain't got a pole, what you beefing for serve
Workin' on my nerve, getta Kirkin
Ay, shug
Call the plug, we work
We work
Swervin and we serve
Ay, we serve
On a bluff
Man I'm servin
All my niggas serve