Swerving

[Intro]
(We love you Heavy)
Oh (Say 10, stay dangerous)

[Verse 1]
Swervin’ on the E way on the E, it’s ’bout six
Chains across a nigga neck, it cost me a brick
Throw away the burner and you know I had to throw away my bitch
(Medusa Got That Pressure) Cross the line, nigga, Top gon’ introduce you to some raw shit
New 23, I bought this, they don’t know nothin’ ’bout this
Tryna flash ’em, blast ’em, smash ’em, then go change my outfit
[?] from Saks, got they formattin’, I’m on straight bullshit
Bullets feel like Rolls, I let you have ’em if you cross me
It’s a new Patek, my nigga, I’m strapped up, ain’t check my denim
It go down, straight up, we send him, bro’nem let out shots at runners
Four nеw millions, don’t be speakin’, they bе tryna find my brother
They be tryna find out how I kill ’em, check my swag, it’s like a demon ridin’

[Chorus]
Swervin’ on the E-way on the E, it’s ’bout six
With them demon babies, wet that block, Osama crazy
Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin’ faces
Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell ’em I be YoungBoy, baby

[Verse 2]
Look, slidin’ in a Porsche, turned up in my rear view
Think I hear Big Dump inside my ear, don’t let ’em steal you
We be standin’ on shit throughout the year, they get killed too
Back up ’til that money dried up and my tears too
Lil’ bro ain’t even out of middle school, but on pills too
Any keeper to the [?] of you, he gon’ get at you
Let a nigga try to top off fightin’, we gon’ hit at you
Keep an evil look inside my eyes, I’m on Jigga, ooh

[Chorus]
Swervin’ on the E-way on the E, it’s ’bout six
With them demon babies, wet that block, Osama crazy
Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin’ faces
Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell ’em I be YoungBoy, baby

[Verse 3]
Beatin’ ’em in that dumper, it [?] dealin’ credentials
Sick before the lead, that’s pencils that write you off if you whistle
I got shit I put at all and they think that [?]
We go toe-to-toe with katanas, shelvin’ gray ARs, that’s my summer
Ain’t use no gloves to pack it, that’s my fingerprints, redo shippin’
With that [?] blastin’, send from out the make just to flip ’em
Change your ‘fits without your panties, ridin’ ’round ’em (Yeah, yeah)
Well-trained, 4KTrey, hollow sounds, fuckin’ spin ’em

[Chorus]
Swervin’ on the E-way on the E, it’s ’bout six
With them demon babies, wet that block, Osama crazy
Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin’ faces
Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell ’em I be YoungBoy, baby