Yeah
Big Swerve
This shit gettin´ easy now, what time is it? (Uh)
It´s 8:13 a.m. (Swerve)
On foenem (Southside on the track, yeah)

Ha, uh

Ain´t been goin´ to sleep ´cause I been chasin´ Ms
That´s the type of time we on, that´s the time zone we in (Let´s get it)
We been ballin´ so hard, treatin´ weekdays like weekends (Weekends)
Know that money bringin´ envy, that´s the life we in (Yeah)
Still charge it to the game, it just make dividends (Yeah)
Niggas think twice ´bout sayin´ my name ´cause they know we spin
If you ain´t no real player, stay out the game then (Uh)
Big Swerve´ll fuck her twin, been came trim (Uh)
Linked in Miami one weekend, spent a hundred bands (A hundred bands)

Fuckin´ it up, I´m havin´ fun, this shit been comin´ in (This shit been comin´ in)
Fuck nigga hate, can´t hate in my face, now they dissin´ us
Nigga really hatin´, but he can´t show hate ´cause a nigga just hatin´ that his bitch with us
And when you start to investigate that hate, whole time this shit was sus
If they apologize, you still gotta strategize, keep a pistol tucked (Tucked)
Stay awake, don´t believe in luck
Eighty percent these niggas snakes, don´t believe in trust
I can´t trust nobody, what the fuck? (Fuck ´em)

And I keep my can, I´ma up my left hand and dump it (Dump it)
Fans said I´m in jail, I got on ten chains in public (G Herbo)

Everybody keep askin´ me ´bout dumb shit, change the subject (Swerve, Big Swerve)
Ten years straight, I fed the streets more than Publix (Uh-huh, Big Swerve)
Hop in drip, I´m always switchin´ the fleet, I´m burnin´ rubber (Skrrt)
Every day, the blogs keep postin´ me, I´m knowin´ they lovin´ it (They love it)
Yeah, I know I´m winnin´ ´cause I started this shit from nothin´ (Nothin´)
Eatin´ breakfast at dinner, I keep hot shit in the oven (Let´s get it, ayy)

Monday through Sunday, we let off shells, you know we stuffin´ ´em (Brr, baow, baow)
Send shots at your brother ´nem, shit, I was sendin´ shots at my cousin (Baow)
Grew up with my loved ones, love this four-nick´ and I love this (Baow)

G Herbo, my niggas rich, and we still on thug shit
Still leave the house with my stick, I gotta get in the club with it
Lil´ ho high of the six, she rubbin´ my stomach, but she tryna touch the blick (Ayy)
Every time she come with me, she get what she need, she know I´m havin´ this shit (I´m havin´ this shit)
She don´t want nothin´ but me, said she wanna leave, she ready to suck dick (Come on)
She feelin´ my energy, I been a G ´fore I was rich
I´ll do a hundred years sittin´ on my head before I snitch (Before I snitch)
Niggas ain´t saw fifty K, do fifty years behind a bitch
I´m a millionaire, one case ain´t shit, I´ll probably blow a switch (Brr)

And I keep my can, I´ma up my left hand and dump it (Dump it)
Fans said I´m in jail, I got on ten chains in public (You know that)
Everybody keep askin´ me ´bout dumb shit, change the subject (Swerve, change the subject)
Ten years straight, I fed the streets more than Publix (Uh-huh)
Hop in drip, I´m always switchin´ the fleet, I´m burnin´ rubber (Skrrt)
Every day, the blogs keep postin´ me, I´m knowin´ they lovin´ it (Big Swerve)
Yeah, I know I´m winnin´ ´cause I started this shit from nothin´ (Nothin´)
Eatin´ breakfast at dinner, I keep hot shit in the oven (Let´s get it)