Chain Swangin

Swervo
Get that boy took off
Me and Swervball in that whip and we skrttin' off
These hoes like the way my chain swang they panties drop
Spend a bargain on some food my bitch love sushi spots
She love Gucci shops
You bought Birkin for your bitch she asked it's real or not
I'm like Bobby Flay In the kitchen, whippin' pots
And these niggas sweat You can't tell my shit got hot
And my bag talk back like its Dora
Racks in my pocket I call it a forest
I'm out of reach if you call, I'm ignorin
All these racks, they matter to me
Fuck that clout, don't matter to me
Fuck it, regardless, it comes with the green
Been makin' buckets, been doin' shot after shot
All you see is green
I'm at the Steph Curry of my team
Number 30 at the back of my Tee
I put my bitch in designer Celine
Steppin' on necks, they can't breathe
Through the smoke, I still can see
And my talent cost a fee
When I speak, gon' fall out bricks
It sound like money when I speak
It don't take much to make a hit
It took him months to make a hit