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Swervin'
by Ab$olute_369
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Clumsy bitch spilled my cup, it was too Muddy
Boi, I smoke day and night, Kid Cudi
Nigga, all you hear is swish, Steph Curry Bitch, I need more money, yea I'm in a hurry
And we don't care about your nigga, we ain't Never worried
Look, bro, tell your bitch can she stop staring? The way we rap got these fuck niggas so Jealous
I know I'm a little over top, a little Overzealous
Boi, I'm whippin' a bucket, but watch, turn to A foreign
Swervin' hard in that motherfucker like it's Stolen
I can never fall in love, cause my heart frozen
Droppin' heat on the mic, yeah, I've been Chosen
Droppin' heat on the mic, cause I be holdin
If your shit ain't fire, then I won't smoke it
All hundreds in the duffle, and I need it Pronto
Late night ride, got your bitch smokin' frontos All gas, no brakes, goin' full throttle
My new bitch, America's Next Top Model
These niggas can't catch me, and they can't Stop em
I'm the true definition, of comin' from the Bottom
You see disrespect, get you smoked like some Cigarettes
I got niggas with chopsticks that sing like Silhouettes
Please don't play that nigga music, boy, we Not impressed
Boy, I'm a real boss, I say that shit with my Chest
Clumsy bitch spilled my cup, it was too Muddy
Boi, I smoke day and night, Kid Cudi
Nigga, all you hear is swish, Steph Curry Bitch, I need more money, yea I'm in a hurry
And we don't care about your nigga, we ain't Never worried
Look, bro, tell your bitch can she stop staring? The way we rap got these fuck niggas so Jealous
I know I'm a little over top, a little Overzealous
Boi, I'm whippin' a bucket, but watch, turn to A foreign
Swervin' hard in that motherfucker like it's Stolen
I can never fall in love, cause my heart frozen
Droppin' heat on the mic, yeah, I've been Chosen
Droppin' heat on the mic, cause I be holdin
If your shit ain't fire, then I won't smoke it
All hundreds in the duffle, and I need it Pronto
Late night ride, got your bitch smokin' frontos All gas, no brakes, goin' full throttle
My new bitch, America's Next Top Model
These niggas can't catch me, and they can't Stop em
I'm the true definition, of comin' from the Bottom
You see disrespect, get you smoked like some Cigarettes
I got niggas with chopsticks that sing like Silhouettes
Please don't play that nigga music, boy, we Not impressed
Boy, I'm a real boss, I say that shit with my Chest
