Swervin lyrics

[Intro]
Swervin'
I got 'em nervous
(Ayy, Devin, pipe it up)

[Chorus: YSN Jayo]
Swervin' (Swervin')
When I cruise around the city off the drink, I got 'em nervous
Two-tone, double R, big wrist, it come with curtains (With curtains)
Even since I got a bag, I seen 'em hurtin' (Yeah, they hurtin')
If they talkin' out they neck, I'll leave 'em nervous (Yeah, they nervous)
I'ma die by my respect, 'cause b*tch, I earned it (I earned it)
Stuff the ZaZa in a blunt, we smoke it all, we burn it
I need me Rihanna, I'll buy her the Gucci, the Louis, the Prada
Flow is my number one shotta, my brother, my monster
He will kill for a dollar

[Verse 1: YSN Flow]
Double cup, b*tch, I'm sippin' on codeine
I'm the topic, so they watchin' closely
Windows tinted, my whips sit on 4 G's
Got my gat in this b*tch, keep it lowkey
Eighth in the blunt, b*tch, I'm smokin' on Dodie
I'm in love with the guap and my pole-y
In the 'telly got bottles and b*tches for surely
They in here givin' bro dome-y
Fly as [?], up it and blast it
Roll up the opps and we smoke 'em to ashes
I know they want to see me in a casket
I was shootin', I ain't see a basket
Mama told me, "Gotta take every shot"
So, that's what I did
I was just goin' for wins, f*ck it, might cut off my friends
'Cause n*ggas actin' weird, I can't slip up, not again
Jayo spent time in that pen
He say he can't go back again, but he step out with his FN
If a n*gga say hands up then, bro, go find a end
'Cause he really droppin' n*ggas, really poppin' n*ggas
Got a lotta choppas, get to choppin' n*ggas
Only conversate about the guala, n*gga
No cap, 'cause I got racks, yeah
[Chorus: YSN Jayo]
Swervin' (Swervin')
When I cruise around the city off the drink, I got 'em nervous
Two-tone, double R, big wrist, it come with curtains (With curtains)
Even since I got a bag, I seen 'em hurtin' (Yeah, they hurtin')
If they talkin' out they neck, I'll leave 'em nervous (Yeah, they nervous)
I'ma die by my respect, 'cause b*tch, I earned it (I earned it)
Stuff the ZaZa in a blunt, we smoke it all, we burn it
I need me Rihanna, I'll buy her the Gucci, the Louis, the Prada
Flow is my number one shotta, my brother, my monster
He will kill for a dollar

[Verse 2: YSN Jayo]
I'm done with the bullsh*t, I'll take this sh*t all the way up to the top
Took too many Perc-ys, I'm drivin' in slow-mo, I hope I don't die
I'm smokin' on gary, that paintin' is movin', I think I'm too high
Two-tone my watch, new phone is hot
Won't leave the house to just show out an outfit
I walk out, to get me me a check
I want the chains on my neck to be heavy as f*ck with all golden baguettes
You're little brother just text, you be cappin' your rap is a about, you in debt
Look with some people, who do with some clout
I'ma sit back and chill off my meds

[Outro: YSN Jayo]
This pain been had me hurtin'
Off the drink I'm swervin'
My mind just got the lurkin'
I think I better dead