Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swerve On 'Em, artist - FG Famous
Date of issue: 30.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Swerve On 'Em |
Fuck all that mouthin', we gon' swerve on 'em, yeah |
Hop out with cutters with the curves on 'em, yeah, yeah |
Boy hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me |
I got shooters gon' come shoot with me, yeah |
Fuck all that mouthin', we gon' swerve on 'em, yeah |
Hop out with cutters with the curves on 'em, yeah, yeah |
Boy hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me |
I got shooters gon' come shoot with me, yeah |
Boy talkin' like you rob will get your stupid ass stepped on |
Cutter work like a saw, bullets rippin' through your teflon |
Send fifty through the car, I bet I leave your fuckin' neck gone |
Like grrah grrah grrah, then we back home |
Pussy you know what up, fuck all that gangster shit you talkin' 'bout |
Ain’t no need to front, just like a bitch you like to run your mouth |
This forty got a dick, you my lil slut, I’m finna raw you out |
This bitch can flip a truck, you really fucked, I doubt you make it out |
That’s how it’s gotta happen, I’m smashing you right in traffic |
Pull on side him, let him have it, watch the chopper do the ratchet |
Ain’t no lackin', you know what’ll happen so I’m packin' |
Only right I keep it with me, any day shit’ll get tragic |
So, I oughta tell you I ain’t worried homie |
We strapped bad, you see this cutter with the curve on it |
Yeah this bitch hold thirty-three, that’s Larry Bird on 'em |
Make me send a purge on 'em |
Nick gon' spray this bitch, I send a word on you |
Fuck all that mouthin', we gon' swerve on 'em, yeah |
Hop out with cutters with the curves on 'em, yeah, yeah |
Boy hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me |
I got shooters gon' come shoot with me, yeah |
Fuck all that mouthin', we gon' swerve on 'em, yeah |
Hop out with cutters with the curves on 'em, yeah, yeah |
Boy hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me |
I got shooters gon' come shoot with me, yeah |
Stay out my way, might up the dick, let it take a piss |
Youngan, how many shots you got? |
fourteen more than eighty-six |
Ain’t no playin' 'round, man down, I’ma break your shit |
This cutter make you close your eyes just like you finna make a wish |
This for them pussy niggas actin' like they with the shits |
I got a hundred rounds, this the rod I’m goin' fishing with |
Bitch you layin' down, if we catch you, we gon' split your shit |
That’s a man down, plenty shots so we ain’t missin' shit |
What’s up with them slabs homie? |
we gon' come and see 'bout that |
We ain’t passin' words homie, bitch come get at me 'bout that |
Clip come with a curve on it, you want play with me 'bout that |
They know we’ll swerve on 'em, bitch you better be 'bout that, yeah |
I heard a nigga wanna murder me |
Comin' with extensions, Scottie Pippen, bitch that’s thirty-three |
Fuckin' with the Youngan, pussy you gon' need some surgery |
And I ain’t hard to find, you ain’t even gotta search for me, yeah |
Fuck all that mouthin', we gon' swerve on 'em, yeah |
Hop out with cutters with the curves on 'em, yeah, yeah |
Boy hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me |
I got shooters gon' come shoot with me, yeah |
Fuck all that mouthin', we gon' swerve on 'em, yeah |
Hop out with cutters with the curves on 'em, yeah, yeah |
Boy hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me |
I got shooters gon' come shoot with me, yeah |