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fya man - swerve lyrics

[intro]

different
let’s try something different
let’s try something different (woo woo woo woo) (im keeping those)
let’s try something different (woo woo)
let’s try something different (yup)

[bridge]

imma cop her this and cop her that (cop her that)
whatever she want i’m on top of that (top of that)
my career is bubbling like a laundromat
money like a stalker she keep calling me back (woo woo woo woo woo)
keep calling me back

[chorus]

everywhere i go my hoe take notes on how to serve a n-gga (serve a n-gga)
i feel like i’m gotti cause it’s murder n-gga (murder n-gga)
matte black maserati help me swerve a n-gga (skrrrtt)
and in my hood they be purging n-ggas (faa faa)
i dress sharp like scalpels, i’m a surgeon n-gga
and in the mall imma splurgin n-gga (splurgin n-gga)
your b-tch love my charm she keep flirting with me (flirting)
your b-tch love my charm she keep flirting with me

[verse 1]

n-ggas be thinkin it’s chicken i fry you in front of your kitchen
my hand wondering since you finna get robbed
is your money itching (is it?)
if i ain’t got rackies on rackies i feel like its something thats missing (woo woo)
like ea sports got game (woo woo woo)
2k the hits only edition
my b-tch raw as h-ll (raw as h-ll)
new whip raw as h-ll
your boyfriend a snitch he law as h-ll
like i tossed him a spliff he caught a l
birds fly to the crib harry potter mail
making sh-t disappear like i’m dumbledore
i want a porsche and a delorean
go back in time to see grandma horus nem
i don’t trust motherf-ckers they po po
everybody at your mans they bogo (bogo)
real n-gga from the jump no pogo
put bullets on your shirt like logo
i don’t trust these hoes thats a no go (no)
but i love these hoes for sure (nope)
i don’t trust these hoes thats a no no (nope)
but i love these hoes so

[bridge]

[chorus]

everywhere i go my hoe take notes on how to serve a n-gga (n-gga)
i feel like i’m gotti cause it’s murder n-gga (murder n-gga)
matte black maserati help me swerve a n-gga (aye aye aye )(yeah yeah)
and in my hood they be purging n-ggas (aye)
i dress sharp like scalpels, i’m a surgeon n-gga (surgeon n-gga)
and in the mall imma splurgin n-gga (yes he is)
your b-tch love my charm she keep flirting with me (she keep flirting with me)
your b-tch love my charm she keep flirting with me

[hook]

bad b-tch up in the club she trying to go hard like what do you mean
hit it one time, two times, three times, four times
she poppin a bean, poppin a bean, she poppin a bean
my n-ggas come through we gon alter the scene
we enter the vip, we empty them thangs
we come to your blocks and get to ya
we come to your blocks, we get to the change
we hits only b-tch, we get to the rain
we all in this b-tch, we smokin the dope
we ride around town with they hoes on the low
little red riding hood, riding around with the hood on her head
she know that you lil’ n-ggas the feds
she know that i ride with the tec

[bridge]

[chorus]

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