Lyrics Swervin - Trizzy

(Mm, mm)
(Bitch i'm gone)
(Yeah, bitch i'm gone)

I'm swerving sipping on some burban
Yo bitch got straight to flirting got her tummy hurting
Close the, curtains I switch the Glock reverting
Send 'em straight to the surgeon, new whip all new version uh

Play hoes Nintendo DS, need beats just hit up CS
She pulling up I say yes and she gon' finish the rest
Put all my shooters to test send 'em all out on a quest
She think Trizzy is the best open her up like a chest

Just woke up I had to hop in it, new whip but I just crashed that shit
New money had to spend that shit and she keep questioning this shit
Like goddamn, just leave me alone
I keep riding riding riding to my flow, yeah

I'm swerving sipping on some burban
Yo bitch got straight to flirting got her tummy hurting
Close the, curtains I switch the Glock reverting
Send 'em straight to the surgeon, new whip all new version uh

Aye how close we getting to land?
Bad bitch lay in the sand
Peel off in that tranzam, free zae he locked in that can

No salty shit she a fan, coming up she know i'm the man, yeah
Coming up she know i'm the man

It's costing a lot, I'm going nonstop
You swear ima flop, but my shit too hot
I rake in this guap, then I flee the spot
I'm dipping like guac, sip on this ciroc

I'm swerving sipping on some burban
Yo bitch got straight to flirting got her tummy hurting
Close the, curtains I switch the Glock reverting
Send 'em straight to the surgeon, new whip all new version uh

(I'm swerving sipping on some burban)
(Yo bitch got straight to flirting got her tummy hurting)
(Close the, curtains I switch the Glock reverting)
(Send 'em straight to the surgeon, new whip all new version uh)