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(DJ Bandz)
Uh, uh
(Now it's not magic, but it looks magical)
Big Swervwizzle (uh)
It's a go, uh (uh)
Yup, yup

Big G Herbo, all I care about is runnin' up my digits
'Cause niggas bitches, I was out here gettin' vicious (ayy)
Gave my favorite opp stitches (you know that), that was way before switches (on foenem)
We was friends 'til he got up on the stand as a witness
Goddamn, niggas chasin' everything except riches
Stop playin', made my first ten M's, no advance
My account seen enhancement, now I'm puttin' Lambs in transit (skrrt)
When I talked to Bandz, he told me run it up, so I ran it (I ran it up)
Millions in my will for real, so my kids don't gotta panic (at all)
Used to be on my block trappin', I ain't no bandit (I ain't no bandit)
High school, had a hundred racks, stack my shit up, rubber band it
It was me, Mally, and Maxx strapped up in a Panoramic
All facts, been havin' sack
Every ho I f*ck candy
I be still flyin' to the 'Raq
Bulletproof truck when I landed
Foenem trailin' me back to back
Know they gon' protect Randy
Keep a ten milli' in my lap
Yeah, this bitch might come in handy (just might)
I be hearin' 'em say my name
I just tell 'em take advantage
Aim this bitch and shoot like James
Plus we both left-handed
Street nigga, it's in my veins
All I know is take chances
We'll test the opp brain like he graduated from Kansas
And she love me 'cause I'm famous, but she always say I'm handsome (ayy)
Set him up because he lame, now we holdin' his ass for ransom
You ain't even havin' change, spent it all on your chains
You lil' niggas is insane, I just charge it to the game
I pull up in that Mulsane, don't be mergin' in my lane
Dog in me, I can't tame it
You ain't never felt pain 'cause my block was like a range
Nothin' but .40 Glocks flamin' (fah)
ARP, it speak Spanish
We made all the opps vanish (grrt)
I be tellin' them the truth
I be tryna help the youth
Touch her pussy in the booth
She already know I mannish
And I'm big like Zeus
Drinkin' liquor like it's juice
I went porcelain, they new
I spent 3K a tooth
Went against all the rules
Now I'm never ever losin'
I got all kind of tools
And I still wanna use 'em (come on)
Old Glock .22 and I still wanna use it
I'll spray the whole crew
Wave my hand like it's confusin'
I bought all kind of jewels
It be hard to choose 'em
Got a safe full of blues 'cause that shit is enthusin'
Got a lot full of V's, couple Verts like Uzi
Better not think that I'm snoozin'
You get put on the news (on the news ASAP)
I'll leave shit oozin'
In a foreign whip cruizin'
High-speed on a trooper
Then post up like Boozer
Never know how I maneuver
I can't show 'em what I'm doin' (never)
Really live like a hooper
Keep a nick' like Ewing (like Pat Ewing)
We don't leave beef brewin'
Millions in off tourin'
Only gotta do a few of them
Touch six like Zoo 'nem
Big Swerv, I'm really him
I be flexin' out the gym
Ride factory, no rims
Get a ho right out her SKIMS
She just might get a Benz (ayy)
Have blood knock off your limbs
Had blood all on my Timbs
That's why I influence them, uh, Swerv

Man, it's big Rick Dog, man
No Limit, Drench Gang, man
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English

(DJ Bandz)
Uh, uh
(Now it's not magic, but it looks magical)
Big Swervwizzle (uh)
It's a go, uh (uh)
Yup, yup

Big G Herbo, all I care about is runnin' up my digits
'Cause niggas bitches, I was out here gettin' vicious (ayy)
Gave my favorite opp stitches (you know that), that was way before switches (on foenem)
We was friends 'til he got up on the stand as a witness
Goddamn, niggas chasin' everything except riches
Stop playin', made my first ten M's, no advance
My account seen enhancement, now I'm puttin' Lambs in transit (skrrt)
When I talked to Bandz, he told me run it up, so I ran it (I ran it up)
Millions in my will for real, so my kids don't gotta panic (at all)
Used to be on my block trappin', I ain't no bandit (I ain't no bandit)
High school, had a hundred racks, stack my shit up, rubber band it
It was me, Mally, and Maxx strapped up in a Panoramic
All facts, been havin' sack
Every ho I f*ck candy
I be still flyin' to the 'Raq
Bulletproof truck when I landed
Foenem trailin' me back to back
Know they gon' protect Randy
Keep a ten milli' in my lap
Yeah, this bitch might come in handy (just might)
I be hearin' 'em say my name
I just tell 'em take advantage
Aim this bitch and shoot like James
Plus we both left-handed
Street nigga, it's in my veins
All I know is take chances
We'll test the opp brain like he graduated from Kansas
And she love me 'cause I'm famous, but she always say I'm handsome (ayy)
Set him up because he lame, now we holdin' his ass for ransom
You ain't even havin' change, spent it all on your chains
You lil' niggas is insane, I just charge it to the game
I pull up in that Mulsane, don't be mergin' in my lane
Dog in me, I can't tame it
You ain't never felt pain 'cause my block was like a range
Nothin' but .40 Glocks flamin' (fah)
ARP, it speak Spanish
We made all the opps vanish (grrt)
I be tellin' them the truth
I be tryna help the youth
Touch her pussy in the booth
She already know I mannish
And I'm big like Zeus
Drinkin' liquor like it's juice
I went porcelain, they new
I spent 3K a tooth
Went against all the rules
Now I'm never ever losin'
I got all kind of tools
And I still wanna use 'em (come on)
Old Glock .22 and I still wanna use it
I'll spray the whole crew
Wave my hand like it's confusin'
I bought all kind of jewels
It be hard to choose 'em
Got a safe full of blues 'cause that shit is enthusin'
Got a lot full of V's, couple Verts like Uzi
Better not think that I'm snoozin'
You get put on the news (on the news ASAP)
I'll leave shit oozin'
In a foreign whip cruizin'
High-speed on a trooper
Then post up like Boozer
Never know how I maneuver
I can't show 'em what I'm doin' (never)
Really live like a hooper
Keep a nick' like Ewing (like Pat Ewing)
We don't leave beef brewin'
Millions in off tourin'
Only gotta do a few of them
Touch six like Zoo 'nem
Big Swerv, I'm really him
I be flexin' out the gym
Ride factory, no rims
Get a ho right out her SKIMS
She just might get a Benz (ayy)
Have blood knock off your limbs
Had blood all on my Timbs
That's why I influence them, uh, Swerv

Man, it's big Rick Dog, man
No Limit, Drench Gang, man
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Writer: Danil Kukanov, Demetrius Bell, Devante Richmond, Herbert Randall Wright III
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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