Lyrics Needed a Change - Breakfast Santana

DJ Striver You So Wavy

I swerved in your lane, I needed a change
Rolling wicho dame, she don't know your name
Bitch I'm hella clutch and you outta touch
Rolling up a dutch, you don't know enough
I swerved in your lane, I needed a change
Rolling wicho dame, she don't know your name
Bitch I'm hella clutch and you outta touch
Rolling up a dutch, you don't know enough

I got tricks up my sleeve she got tricks in her weave
Taking trips with the weed take a hit body lean
Body swerving lanes wicho dame smell like candy cane
Money on my brain money in my pocket fuck the fame
I don't want the fast life, I want this to last
Doobie blunt on the dash Dooney bag in the back
Wait, I had a bus pass seen a bad bitch couldn't touch that
Had to fall off like a hub cap I was all salty need a bubble bath
Did myself dirty I did not deserve
Why would I do that to her
I'm not built for passenger, I'm too boss like manager
Now my flow so cryptonite it's so easy to make a hoe liquify
Get her high is she bi that's no issue she make conversations against you
Taking a toll on her I paid for her tolls painted her toes got her new clothes
She hate her friends they nice to me though
They saying we goals she ready to fight
Got you thinking that she fucking bitches and you right
I'm that other bitch I been her Uber every night

I swerved in your lane, I needed a change
Rolling wicho dame, she don't know your name
Bitch I'm hella clutch and you outta touch
Rolling up a dutch, you don't know enough
I swerved in your lane, I needed a change
Rolling wicho dame, she don't know your name
Bitch I'm hella clutch and you outta touch
Rolling up a dutch, you don't know enough

You been worried bout who you heard about
All that word of mouth got you burning out
Ain't nobody turn her out
She is just a freak in the whip when she hear a beat
She is just a freak in the VIP once she take a sip
Don't trip nigga don't trip please
Look both ways 'fore you try to cross me
White boys geared up like lacross teams
Have my niggas chew you up in a Lacoste tee
Leave your ass in the trunk where the bass pump
Fuck your woman in the backseat she wanted her face humped
Bougie with the lace front cut it like Jason
I'm not a replacement this is not a Drake song
I don't rock a cape naw I am not a hero
You better watch your bitch she falling for me ground zero
Spending all your dinero, and her head is so narrow
Keep me high as a sparrow she treat me like I'm the Pharaoh

I swerved in your lane, I needed a change
Rolling wicho dame, she don't know your name
Bitch I'm hella clutch and you outta touch
Rolling up a dutch, you don't know enough
I swerved in your lane, I needed a change
Rolling wicho dame, she don't know your name
Bitch I'm hella clutch and you outta touch
Rolling up a dutch, you don't know enough