Swerve Off

It could never be me tryna cunt off

I bump off then I burn off

Whoosh it and push, get you tuned off

Big 4's make you swerve off

I was chillin' with my **** in the dinga then we skrrt off

Yeah, I grew up 'round 24 on road 24

Yeah, I still let it clap like a encore

Came up out of 23

Yeah, my hood's booky

She let my **** hit, so how the fuck she moving boujee?

Ha, life

Big bezzle kettle but my rings big got all four fingers got ice

More cheddar brings rats and mice

All my old school **** still wear 95s

Airmax 95s that's that Erdington crap

This Dior 23s when I Erdington step

Me and mist in a room, that's some Erdington bread

**** always seem to hate but that never made sense

Man, know that I'm Birmingham bred

Bun skin, then I bun me a Z

New whip had 'em turnin' their heads

Had 'em turnin' their head

(I had 'em turnin' their head)

Got some **** in a dingas tryna burn some intead

Yeah, we never had a box so we just took 20 Z's

So I whipped 20 Z's and put 'em all into pebs

Man, them **** broke, tryna make the money stretch

Are we you wan' test?

It could never be me tryna cunt off

I bump off then I burn off

Whoosh it and push, get you tuned off

Big 4's make you swerve off

I was chillin' with my **** in the dinga then we skrrt off

Yeah, I grew up 'round 24 on road 24

Yeah, I still let it clap like a encore

Came up out of 23

Yeah, my hood's booky

She let my **** hit, so how the fuck she moving boujee?

Dawg, you ain't a hammer rise

Have you up on channel 5

Man, I'm sounding pious

**** came up off of selling lies

Yeah, that's my **** Mowgs

Trap boy yeah, we done loads

Came up bruk now the wrist froze

Kai Brummie down, that's my ringtone

Girly on my line rub me down, she a nympho

Yeah, I'm back to the pitch running shit like I'm Lingard

If feds stop your whip, my ****, chew your SIM card

We never got no hammers off no big dogs

Now we cruise past them, washed **** in them big cars

Pain, weather man I let the money rain

Free all my grafters in the cage

Food's coming proper

They'll fill you up with copper

Rappers make me nervous so I'm chillin' with some shottas

Yeah, I bring out the toys when it's midnight

Thousand break it's still 65

It could never be me tryna cunt off

I bump off then I burn off

Whoosh it and push, get you tuned off

Big 4's make you swerve off

I was chillin' with my **** in the dinga then we skrrt off

Yeah, I grew up 'round 24 on road 24

Yeah, I still let it clap like a encore

Came up out of 23

Yeah, my hood's booky

She let my **** hit, so how the fuck she moving boujee?