Swerving & Leaning

I know you seen it, Gliding through the road

I be Swervin and Leanin in my baby blue

And I bet my car is older than youu

Smell me when Im coming through

Watch me nigga I'm making moves

Foggy filled with smoke, highhhh

Barely Open my eyes

Cops on patrol, Im avoiding them like it's right

Cause I'm super tight

So Many miles on my wheels

So many times for the thrills

And it's evident that I'm gone when I appear

Nigga the smoke gon' flow out

Im gonna hop out

We gonna pot out This whole environment

Riding dirty, don't say nothing if we stopped

That's Requirements

I'm telling you the rules of the road

When you stick to the G code

So now if you wanna come hop in

Smoke, you boxin

Leave you super throwed

I feel so alive

When I'm swanging down 95

Doin about 95

And Im stoned, I'm not high

She love to just ride

With a nigga from the southside

And whenever we gon' ride

We got a cup right on our side

I, I get throwed, GET THROWED

We get so throwed

(And I tell em that I be)

Swangin, leanin

Swerving, leanin

Swangin, swerving leanin

Bangin