A.Mackk - Swervin Lyrics

Down on my luck
With a nine I'm about to bust
I got goons they loading the truck
And I told them don't make a mess
Did you not get the text
We got brooms we cleaning 'em up
We got sticks ain't throwing no stones
We got bricks ain't move 'em alone
I'm Iron Man
Watch me light up a nigga chest
Keep that metal right on my body
That's incase I gotta flex
I gotta
I got the drop right after next
Moving white like it was Crest
Put that ice right on my neck
I gotta
Flipping this money we move dividends
Ready to peel like xans mixed with the ritalin
Ready to kill like cramming this adrenaline
This is my real life bills man they be tripling
Ready to die for my beliefs and what I'm living in
I'm going ghost, like a ghost is what we was driven in
Gloves and a black mask circle corners we hit again
Feeling the jackpot, feeling like we gone hit again
Never pitted anybody lower
Give you that 16 two eight's Michael Irvin
My niggas moving coke, while you sipping Coca Cola
I whip it to the left, to the right, yeah I'm swerving
We tinted out the windows ghosting out that range rover
Sniffing out the tires knew it smelt like something burning
And I'm a bring you higher every time I see you roll up
I whip it to the left, to the right when I'm swerving swerving
Down on my luck
I got no one that I could trust
I hear cops and they rolling up
Like they sirens about to fold
Ambulance on the way
That's the feds and they pulling up
They got bodies they picking up
It's a heist and they calling cold
Reality
Is the life that a nigga know
When we navigate through this jungle
While pushing through all the stones
Flipping pushing these trees
I'm like a Tarzan riding alone
Lions right on my tail
Gorillas right on my bone
Flipping this money we move dividends
Ready to peel like xans mixed with the ritalin
Ready to kill like cramming this adrenaline
This is my real life bills man they be tripling
Ready to die for my beliefs and what I'm living in
I'm going ghost, like a ghost is what we was driven in
Gloves and a black mask circle corners we hit again
Feeling the jackpot, feeling like we gone hit again
Never pitted anybody lower
Give you that 16 two eight's Michael Irvin
My niggas moving coke, while you sipping Coca Cola
I whip it to the left, to the right, yeah I'm swerving
We tinted out the windows ghosting out that range rover
Sniffing out the tires knew it smelt like something burning
And I'm a bring you higher every time I see you roll up
I whip it to the left, to the right when I'm swerving swerving
Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left
Pop my trunk then dip dip dip
Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left
Pop my trunk then dip dip dip
Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left
Pop my trunk then dip dip dip
Swang, swang and swang and then swang to the left
Pop my trunk then dip dip dip