Swerve lyrics

[Intro: Rob49]
(Yeah, SHEL)
Turn it up in the headphones
Biggest in it, man
Real P pusher, bad ho f*cker, real hat tapper, man
Play dead, try, you dying, know what I'm sayin'?

[Verse 1: Rob49]
Uh, yeah, I'm still in the hood, buying stolen cars, n*gga, f*ck a Patek
I'm duckin' that ho, and I'm duckin' that b*tch, but I ain't never duck no static
I done made five-hundred thousand for this show, I spent an M on fashion
I'm f*ckin' hoes and gettin' they head tapped 'bout that sh*t, what's happening?
Money start that violence, I got munyun, they start wildin'
sh*t, they asked me what I'ma do about ol' dude, I dropped a dollar, yeah
All night in them hotties, he a goblin, tryna hurt somebody, yeah
n*ggas say they don't like when I talk sh*t, then do somethin' bout it, yeah
All my jewelry Jack Frost, n*gga won't need to cut the lights on
I take Perc' 'cause I don't smoke weed, but I take hydrocodone, hm

[Bridge: Rob49 & G Herbo]
Swerv, f*ck we doing, n*gga? We in the Raq right now (Go)
Biggest in it, n*gga, private (Yeah)
Two hundred for this, man, f*ck a n*gga talkin' 'bout?
Sixty thousand for the Teeth, all— GIA certified (Ski)

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Ayy, I'm ballin' right now, f*ck your necks
Reach for the sh*t on my neck, this b*tch go vrrt out the vet
Way before Maybachs and sh*t, I was hoppin' out the Lex
Your ho wish she could eat this di*k up right now through a text
Had a dream, me all my kids was countin' M's on a jet (Yeah)
Woke up to a call 'bout a check for five, gotta go collect
Big G, I ain't have no money at all, but I had respect
That's why all my dogs'll die for me and they know I'll stretch somethin'
Now I collect back ends, hop out the V when it's time to meet
Remember 2010, I was like fifteen, we was walkin' up, killing n*ggas down the street, uh
[Verse 3: Rob49]
Yeah, you want smoke, then show me
Huh, you a ho, don't bro me
Ask the city, we getting sh*t smoked, n*gga, like a f*cking stoner
Bro been on them pills for about four years, n*gga beat that f*ckin' monkey
b*tch, I'm out the 'Ville, and when sh*t get real, we with that, yeah, on foenem
Hm, we sell weed and coke here, hm, murder one, you know this
Hm, breakin' the money down with the whole gang, n*gga, f*ck a Rolex, hm
I ain't on chill time since head tap, like yeah, on bronem
Hm, I be takin' four pills at a time 'cause one don't get me loaded, hm
Fifty thousand in my jeans to get my point across
I done spent 10K on some white tees and some Polo drawls
n*gga ain't tryna be no gangsta, I'm tryna get sh*t chalked
Go take the show money and put it in the streets and get ya bought, hm
I done made more plays then that wide receiver, Randy Moss
Hm, n*gga at your head like Spades, I'll pull your card

[Verse 4: G Herbo]
Cybertruck don't start (It don't), we sellin' green and hard (Forever)
We caught murder ones, I'm grateful they locked me up for fraud (Wham)
Cracked a n*gga dome, broad day, ain't never cracked a card (Never)
Bought a pint of Act' on Earth, then I went back to Mars
n*gga miss my brother name, he must be retarded
Hollywood Walk of Fame, put him with the stars
f*ck being rich, I'm with the elite, off goin' bar for bar
Only got two hands, two feet, but got like five cars
Freak at home, I'm making her moan like R&B
Told her, "Bring a friend," she tweaked, real skin, I'm geeked, b*tch, pardon me
Like I lost a flash drive, she leaked
Pop outside, let's slide in the Jeep
Old b*tches keep sayin' how I'm a vibe, new sh*t on the line 'cause they dying to see
Run through a big bag, yeah, in a week, two hundred G's, it's all blue cheese
I don't even got my passport, f*ck with her tough, ain't trippin', I'll fly her to Greece
Couple of mil' I put on the streets, my gang got jewelry, cribs, and fleets
Them savages take your plate to eat on, cap every n*gga we hate, deceased
Jumped in that water, was waist deep
If I stayed sober, I can't sleep
I feel like the greatest, dead or alive, f*ck your top five, don't rate me, Swerv