Teezy Dinero - Swervin'

This that art of war nigga
Yeah this how I'm comin' nigga
I don't give a fuck how you comin' nigga
This how I'm comin' nigga
Yeah
Bitch let's get it started
These niggas done got me turned up
The next nigga i run cross he gon' get burned up
Floatin' in a hemi truck
Don't give a fuck like bitch what up
We strapped down wit' plenty glocks and plenty chops
You know wassup
These niggas say they on that
I know that shit a lie
Outta bounds get ya head cracked
You gon' get hit wit' fye
Brudda just took a nigga strap
Buck the jack you gon' die
Tryin' to knock shit up off the map
I'm spinnin' bends don't ask me why
Fell in love wit' the za
I mix that shit wit' the drank
Niggas outchea ain't got no motion but they want some rank
That rapper think he safe but if we catch that nigga we gon' crank
Five bands in all dubs
I got my shit from the bank
I'm on go don't turn me down
Niggas gettin' rich off them pounds
Teezy strapped wit' hella rounds
I'm tryna lay niggas down
He wanna be a gangsta but in paperwork
How that shit sound
I'm workin' wit' my face card
I'm movin' good all through the town
I'm movin' good all through this bitch
Fuck a nigga talkin' bout

Written by:
Torrance Ruff

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