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Swervin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Jakob Greigh
Length: 2:56
Written by: Jacob Nava




Jakob Greigh - Swervin' Lyrics




Woah, woah let me slow that shit down
Just smoked one-hundred fifty grams like I'm moving them pounds I'm like (Yeah)
We finna bring it around
We been swervin in the city yeah swervin h-town
Hold up
Smoking down whippin lookin pretty as shit
I'm cozy down to the feet with my slippers and spliff (Gas)
I don't ever give a f*ck I'm always high as a bitch
But I gotta focus up gotta make something big
I don't wanna work a nine to five like you and your friends
I wanna stack my money rappin go and split dividends
Go out and buy designer I can barely afford
Until the homie come and scoop me in the Honda Accord (Skrrrt)
We off, we off, we off
Got these verses in my head it's time to get the heat off
We peel off, im going hard oh we know that he soft
Hit the mall to cop designer f*ck the rent at the loft
I'm not paying for that shit I'd rather drip to the death
Got them Levi's on my ass but rick Owens the creps
What they cost? A lil something so there's no disrespect
When I tell you motherf*ckers better watch where you step
Woah woah lemme slow that shit down
Just smoked one hundred fifty grams like I'm moving them pounds I'm like (Yeah)
We finna bring it around
We been swervin in the city yeah swervin H-town
Hold up
Go out and get my shit together pussy love pretty
Ain't tryna dog on a bitch nah I just want the kitty
Blasting off just like the rockets boy I'm bout to be litty
James harden at the mall yeah I ball for my city
If a pussy want the beef he can catch me at whataburger
Slap the f*ck out of a bitch don't address me like I'm a worker (Lil bitch)
I be on my grind but I'm caught up all in the cycle
Staying posted with the Kors ain't no beer bitch I'm talkin Michael (Ayyyyyy)
I got money on me, I got dough on my mind (Wooh)
Straight prettyboy swaggin like I'm Soulja boy's prime
I'm like the wine that I be sippin I get better with time
Young Greigh been the up and comer they ain't stopping the shine I'm like
Woah woah lemme slow that shit down just smoked one hundred fifty grams
Like I'm moving them pounds
I'm like
We bout to bring it around
We've been swervin in the city yeah swervin h town (Hold up)
Woah woah lemme slow that shit down
Just smoked one hundred fifty grams like
Lemme lemme slow that shit down
We been swervin in the city yeah swervin H town (Hold up)
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Woah, woah let me slow that shit down
Just smoked one-hundred fifty grams like I'm moving them pounds I'm like (Yeah)
We finna bring it around
We been swervin in the city yeah swervin h-town
Hold up
Smoking down whippin lookin pretty as shit
I'm cozy down to the feet with my slippers and spliff (Gas)
I don't ever give a f*ck I'm always high as a bitch
But I gotta focus up gotta make something big
I don't wanna work a nine to five like you and your friends
I wanna stack my money rappin go and split dividends
Go out and buy designer I can barely afford
Until the homie come and scoop me in the Honda Accord (Skrrrt)
We off, we off, we off
Got these verses in my head it's time to get the heat off
We peel off, im going hard oh we know that he soft
Hit the mall to cop designer f*ck the rent at the loft
I'm not paying for that shit I'd rather drip to the death
Got them Levi's on my ass but rick Owens the creps
What they cost? A lil something so there's no disrespect
When I tell you motherf*ckers better watch where you step
Woah woah lemme slow that shit down
Just smoked one hundred fifty grams like I'm moving them pounds I'm like (Yeah)
We finna bring it around
We been swervin in the city yeah swervin H-town
Hold up
Go out and get my shit together pussy love pretty
Ain't tryna dog on a bitch nah I just want the kitty
Blasting off just like the rockets boy I'm bout to be litty
James harden at the mall yeah I ball for my city
If a pussy want the beef he can catch me at whataburger
Slap the f*ck out of a bitch don't address me like I'm a worker (Lil bitch)
I be on my grind but I'm caught up all in the cycle
Staying posted with the Kors ain't no beer bitch I'm talkin Michael (Ayyyyyy)
I got money on me, I got dough on my mind (Wooh)
Straight prettyboy swaggin like I'm Soulja boy's prime
I'm like the wine that I be sippin I get better with time
Young Greigh been the up and comer they ain't stopping the shine I'm like
Woah woah lemme slow that shit down just smoked one hundred fifty grams
Like I'm moving them pounds
I'm like
We bout to bring it around
We've been swervin in the city yeah swervin h town (Hold up)
Woah woah lemme slow that shit down
Just smoked one hundred fifty grams like
Lemme lemme slow that shit down
We been swervin in the city yeah swervin H town (Hold up)
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Writer: Jacob Nava
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