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 **** 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