Dat Boy B - Swerve

No feet in the sand
She could still feel my wave
But we could change all that
They already say you been Mia
That ain't nun but a quick trip
Know I always come thru in the clutch like a stick shift
Let her hit the gas to ease up
Teach her how to swerve on a fuck nigga
I can teach how to swerve, teach you how to serve on a fuck nigga
Yea
I can teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga
Yea yea
Teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga
Yea
I can teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga yea

Got her on sum new Shyt
Heard he used to make her throw it
Now she sittin on dueces
Could Double tap on the gram all day but
I love it when she send me them exclusives ooh
Got her own smoke got her own cup
Got her own sign she gon throw up
Gang gang but you knew that
She be with the shits when she with the kid
And the bass bang every time I slide
Ain't gotta call she can hear me outside
An she know a nigga riding with the stick
Said she wanna learn how to ride

No feet in the sand
She could still feel my wave
But we could change all that
They already say you been Mia
That ain't nun but a quick trip
Know I always come thru in the clutch like a stick shift
Let her hit the gas to ease up
Teach her how to swerve on a fuck nigga
I can teach how to swerve, teach you how to serve on a fuck nigga
Yea
I can teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga
Yea yea
Teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga
Yea
I can teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga yea

You drive me crazy, but I like it
Don't need no seatbelt, gotta tight grip
10 and 2 on that ass so they know that's all me
Like they ain't knew that tho
Already, when they see her jump shot wetty
And her tires on perellis
And she won't say a word on the stand bet a hundred grand
If one of the homies try she gon tell me
And that's way too real
She ain't looking for a nigga come pay her bills
Said she got it
She asked me what's my favorite meal
I said a boss ass bitch
Love to hear you talk that shyt
Swear to god, she got

No feet in the sand
She could still feel my wave
But we could change all that
They already say you been Mia
That ain't nun but a quick trip
Know I always come thru in the clutch like a stick shift
Let her hit the gas to ease up
Teach her how to swerve on a fuck nigga
I can teach how to swerve, teach you how to serve on a fuck nigga
Yea
I can teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga
Yea yea
Teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga
Yea
I can teach you how to swerve, teach you how to swerve on a fuck nigga yea

Written by:
Brandon Joseph

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