Swerve lyrics

[Intro: B Drippy]
Palaze, what you cookin?
(Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, ay, huh
I might crash the whip
I pull out a hunnid bands
She want more, no rest
Yeah, I don't even know my name
Cartier glasses, ain't know I got a main)

[Chorus: B Drippy]
Diamonds on my wrist so you know I gotta flex
Countin' up this money and I'm countin' all these checks
I just copped the holy diamonds on the new Patek
Shawty said she know me but I move on to the next
I'm about my breach, can't love no treash
I remember days I was husslin' in the streets
I remember days I was rappin' for some jeans
Then I started rapping and then nothing was the same
Pull up with a semi and I pull up with the Glock
Run up on a n*gga and I'ma shoot him on the socks
No I cannot f*ck with opps
No I cannot love no thot
Shawty watch me swerve when I hop in the Benz
She get on my nerves 'cause she know that she a 10
She be off the molly, the percs and the xans
Boiling with the n*ggas and we runnin' up the bands
[Pre-Chorus: B Drippy]
Running up the bands
Watch me flex
I'mma pull up with the tec
Pop up with the rollie and the baguettes
Beat your meat up next
And I got the blicky on deck
And we gon' aim it on your neck
Then we gon' aim it at your head

[Verse 1: Curly J]
I walk in the party, b*tch you know that I'm the topic
His b*tch be staring and be telling us "Stop it"
n*gga got mad, oops, dumb n*gga lost it
Takin' all quick, I'm hissin' with the rocket
Whoever see me catchin' sh*t, call him, tell him "Lock it"
Too many bands, can't fit them in my pocket
All my fans go crazy when I drop sh*t
All my fans finna turn up in the moshpit
Everything I make they know it's a banger
Too many hoes, can't count on my fingers
Shawty a free lil hoe, she shameless
I know some shooters, them bullets be nameless
All of my n*ggas they armed and dangerous, yeah
All of my n*ggas they yelling out gang sh*t, yeah, yeah
[Refrain: Curly J]
I walk in the party, b*tch you know that I'm the topic
His b*tch be staring and be telling us "Stop it"
n*gga got mad, oops, dumb n*gga lost it
Takin' all quick, I'm hissin' with the rocket
Whoever see me catchin' sh*t, call him, tell him "Lock it"
Too many bands, can't fit them in my pocket
All my fans go crazy when I drop sh*t
All my fans finna turn up in the moshpit

[Verse 2: B Drippy]
All my fans go crazy when I drop sh*t
f*ckin' on your b*tch 'cause she know that I'm the topic
n*gga talkin' sh*t, I'ma knock him at the socket
f*ckin' with the game, best believe we gon' pop sh*t
b*tch you was a thot so you know I cannot love you
If you keep talkin' bout this, I'ma f*ck around and dub you
Feel like I left them, I just catch it in a run through
Runnin' up the bands, count the money up like 1, 2
I don't even know why these n*ggas talkin'
Run up on n*ggas, I see 'em, keep walkin'
Best believe no one will stop me from shining
Just watch the process, you know that I'm grinding
Feel like a choppa 'cause I keep supplying
Feel like Lil Baby 'cause it's Perfect Timing
She say she love me, I know that she lyin'
Once I see pressure, you know I'ma apply
[Bridge: B Drippy]
Once I see pressure, you know I'ma apply
Bad lil b*tch and she ran on my mind
You ain't gang, no you ain't slime
Best believe I'm on my grind

[Chorus: B Drippy]
Diamonds on my wrist so you know I gotta flex
Countin' up this money and I'm countin' all these checks
I just copped the holy diamonds on the new Patek
Shawty said she know me but I move on to the next
I'm about my breach, can't love no treash
I remember days I was husslin' in the streets
I remember days I was rappin' for some jeans
Then I started rapping and then nothing was the same
Pull up with a semi and I pull up with the Glock
Run up on a n*gga and I'ma shoot him on the socks
No I cannot f*ck with opps
No I cannot love no thot
Shawty watch me swerve when I hop in the Benz
She get on my nerves 'cause she know that she a 10
She be off the molly, the percs and the xans
Boiling with the n*ggas and we runnin' up the bands