Swerve

(الألبوم: Girl Code - 2018)

Chanel fur, no top (Yeah)
Rocking the Birkin bag (Yeah)
Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah)
Swerving in the Jag (Yeah)
Chanel fur, no top (Yeah)
Rocking the Birkin bag (Yeah)
Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah)
Swerving in the Jag (Yeah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve

When I step out, I'm killing it
My hair good, it's that Brazilian shit (Yup)
Yung Miami, they feeling this (Feeling it)
Rock or robber, I hit a lick
QC record label in this bitch
My Rollie got the whole room lit (Lit)
Cuban link chains all on my jet
I'm looking good with your nigga on my wrist
He blow a bag, I blow a kiss (Mwah)
He want some head, I'm 'bout to get rich
I'm going all in, I'm wearing new hair
I'm rocking that Gucci and Chanel
Your nigga brought me a YSL
I leave the house, he on my trail
Pussy put him up under a spell
That nigga put me a check in the mail
Kinda felt well, gotta stay calm
He ain't my baby, came well, so long
Got texts on my phone, it's getting ridiculous
Your man coming home, so I'm calling restricted (Hahaha)

Chanel fur, no top (Yeah)
Rocking the Birkin bag (Yeah)
Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah)
Swerving in the Jag (Yeah)
Chanel fur, no top (Yeah)
Rocking the Birkin bag (Yeah)
Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah)
Swerving in the Jag (Yeah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve

Pull up in my Jeep with the doors off
My seats the color of my toes, I'm a show-off
Bitch, I'm too hard, I never go soft
Pussy put his ass to sleep, that's that doze-off
I-I-I got that ice around my neck, that's a chest cold
Gucci 'round my waist with a Glock and some bank rolls
“JT, who you fuckin'?” Bitch why? Damn, touch your nose
I did some things last summer, I won't tell a soul
Bitch, I'm hood, I'm not bougie
Ass fat in my two piece
Rocks Juicy like Hi-C
Lil' nigga, don't try me
Wanna fuck, ask nicely (Yeah)
But the pussy too pricey (Yeah)
Cop me diamonds, gotta ice me (Yeah)
Yeah I know you wanna wife me (Yeah)

Chanel fur, no top (Yeah)
Rocking the Birkin bag (Yeah)
Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah)
Swerving in the Jag (Yeah)
Chanel fur, no top (Yeah)
Rocking the Birkin bag (Yeah)
Feel like Lil Kim (Yeah)
Swerving in the Jag (Yeah)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (Swerve)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve