Swervin - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie, Veysel

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Oh, that’s London On Da Track, run that shit back

We got London On Da Track

Swervin'

How you look so perfect on your worst days?

Double C your purses, you deserve it

Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person

But you’re curvin'

Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)

Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous

I like the way you keep up with your earnings

Yeah, it’s okay, 'cause you swervin'

I fuck you from the back and leave you turnin' (Turnin')

The type to make you feel like I’m so worth it (Worth it)

Blame my ex, that bitch, she did me dirty (Did me dirty)

Had me fall in love and then she curved me

(on God, swear to God, I don’t wanna leave you, no)

New Louboutin, you would think I’m bleedin' from my toes

Dick all inside of you, make you freeze, make you pose

I want you to get up on your knees and your toes

I see one of my enemies, they gon' freeze like they cold

I swear I ain’t no killer, but test me if you want

You don’t want my adrenaline rushin', leave me alone (Leave me alone)

So much shit up on my mind, I can’t think, yeah

All my niggas rock designer like they scream (Grrat)

Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah

I thought everything was right, that’s when you left, yeah

Swervin' (Swervin')

How you look so perfect on your worst days?

(Worst days)

Double C your purses, you deserve it

Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person (Person)

But you’re curvin'

Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)

Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous

I like the way you keep up with your earnings

Yeah, it’s okay, you be swervin'

Where these bitches at?

I’m in the V with the tints

Got the FN on my body and the clip on hollow tips

Niggas say they gon' rob me and they still ain’t do shit

Catch her waitin' in the lobby, I’ma give her this dick

Man, where these niggas at?

Man, where these niggas at?

We gon' pull up big bodies with the Rugers in the back

I got Rugers and the MAC’s, pump leave a nigga flat

Talkin' hot, we spin the block, we gon' leave him where he at

Like, where these niggas at?

Ayy, where these niggas at?

I’ma pull up in the big body with the fuckin' MAC

If the opps try to turn my song off, run it back

Used to have the pack in my long johns, now I rap

If a nigga wanna act out, got the MAC out

I ain’t got no fuckin' back-up, that’s a man down

I ain’t got the fuckin' forty, knock his teeth out

Spin back with the Ruger, air the block out

Swervin' (Swervin')

How you look so perfect on your worst days?

(Worst days)

Double C your purses, you deserve it

Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person (Person)

But you’re curvin'

Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)

Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous

I like the way you keep up with your earnings

Yeah, it’s okay, 'cause you swervin'

The way that I live my life is amazing

Back to back big bodies, no more dreams, yeah

So much shit up on my mind, I couldn’t think, yeah

All my niggas rock designer like they scream, yeah

Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah

Say my name in your song and it’s lit, yeah

Been waiting for a nigga like this, yeah

We got London On Da Track