Jaida Jaii - Swerve With Me Lyrics

Hello
Yeah, what you got going on
Why
You already know I ain't even f*cking with you right now
Man, you swerving with me today
Bring your ass outside
You trim
In this car alone, so tell me, baby, would you swerve with me
If I'm for the streets, I want you out here on the curb with me
He like, why he won't buy you no flowers
You deserve plenty
You a boss-ass bitch, and plus, your soul pretty
Swerve with me
Hit the club and ball
We set it off like Queen Latifah them
And they don't f*ck with me for real, so I don't want to be with them
Don't ask me about no nigga
I don't even want to be with him
Rose from the pavement, set in stone so they can't break my stem
Swerve with you
Stand out on that curb with you
Hit the mall its shopping sprees
You know that I would Splurge with you , swerve with you
And you know I won't change, because if you get down bad on your dick
I'll get you out the rain
Tell me that you love me
Is that another thing you lying about
You running through my brain
I'm trying hard as f*ck to get you out
I ain't never leave from by your side when you was down and not
So tell me why you thinking that I need you, because you found a route
Heartbreak kid stop asking, what's the issue
You know what you did
And still I'll come swerving
Still I'll come swerve with you
Stand out on that block while you catch plays
You know Ill serve with you
And in this car alone, so tell me, baby, would you swerve with me
If I'm for the streets, I want you out here on the curb with me
He like why he won't buy you no flowers
You deserve plenty
You a boss-ass bitch, and plus, your soul pretty
Swerve with me
He like, everything major about you, baby
Nothing basic about you
If you try to leave, you know I'm running
Ill come chasing by you
Know you made mistakes, but they just raised you
I can't judge your past
I keep trying to find the you in hoes, but it never lasts
Just stop trying
Bitches flat the tires , but I just keep riding
I just keep sliding
Pray for you when you slide
They like, he going to keep coming to get you, because he know you'll ride
In this car alone , so tell me, baby, will you swerve with me
If I'm for the streets, I want you out here on the curb with me
He like, why he won't buy you no flowers
You deserve plenty
You a boss-ass bitch, and plus, your soul pretty
Swerve with me