Текст песни Swervin - Lil Bean , ZayBang

Yea
In that body Benz just too big swervin'
Baby chop me down I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot till his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun cause it get smerkin'
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this going back and forth is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just putting my real life on these pro-tunes

Show me you love me, want my time, then she's busy
These nigga's be talking until we pay they ass a visit
Ain't posting no love cause if I show it, it's exquisite
Don't know why they love me, I guess my sound, it be different
This lifestyle we living, yea, we still working on the weekends
The OG's they rep me, yea, they just threw me in the deep end
Shit I be saying, it take a minute just to seek in
Double D on me, sometimes I feel I'm tryna creep in
We really the topic
Man, I swear to god we the topic
Other nigga's on they team up trynna stop us
Nigga try your luck, boy these bullets heart stoppin'
Swear they run into us and these nigga's heart's droppin'

(Can't feed the demons till they get home nigga)

In that body Benz just too big swervin'
Baby chop me down I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot till his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun cause it get smerkin'
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this going back and forth is what is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just putting my real life on these pro-tunes (uh)

I miss my brother Eric, I just hate that we departed
Got knots up on this chopper, swear this bitch will go retarded
Don't tell me you love me, if you won't finish what you started
Be high off the scotty and still be rolling up regardless
And that's for Treyan, we spent a thousand on Givenchy
Believe it or not, I'm showing nigga's this ain't brickely's
In love with my glock, you know I gotta keep her with me
It's next on the block, I know somebody tryna get me
I feel like they coming and I ain't into playing defense
When nigga's start dying, these pussy nigga's get to preachin'
A bitch wanna argue, I ain't staying, bitch im leavin'
Had dreams about ten, now I can make that on a weekend
All I need revenge, rather papa dori finna creep in
Shoutout rim gotti, bought the gleek in
Baby bought a pair of gucci socks for me to sleep in
You start to get money and watch them nigga's start to leach in

In that body Benz just too big swervin'
Baby chop me down I need lip service
Told brodie shoot his shot till his wrist hurtin'
I gotta keep my gun cause it get smerkin'
I told baby she can leave if she want to
All this going back and forth is what is what I won't do
People never understand what I go through
I'm just putting my real life on these pro-tunes