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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skrilla
Skrilla
Vocals
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemille Edwards
Jemille Edwards
Songwriter
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
Keenan Melvin
Keenan Melvin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spacecoupe
Spacecoupe
Producer
MixedByNick
MixedByNick
Mixing Engineer
Nick mbw
Nick mbw
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Draco, hawk spit up out the whip swerve
Four deep inside the johnny, let’s go start the holocaust
I done broke bread with my dogs and I ain’t have to break them off
Four deep inside the johnny we gone’ have to take em off
Draco, Hawk spit up out the whip swerve
Bro done caught a body he done graduated congratulations
Bitch I’m bussin’ trappers off my beeper, I got heat up where my feet up, I got shooters with my heaters, they gone get you if I needa
Swerve
Hit the gas this bitch go turbo
I can’t catch a break I’m in a warzone
I can’t put it up I got my torch on, with the torchers
Swerve
Hellcat keep meowing, you know doggy gone bark when he start growling
I done sent a play bro bust his face and I ain’t doubt him
Pop out with that K like KKK but they ain’t allow it
Swervvee
Hit the gas don’t hit the breaks
Swervvee
Law catch up then it’s a chase
Swervvee
They closed his casket cause his face
(Swerve)
Killed a fourski feel like Maneski
(Swerve)
I was always on a chase (swerve)
Couldn’t connect me to no murders cause I was always out of state (swerve)
I fly back I got my Glock standing on my block I was on the eight
I got rich I could’ve been dead I don’t even know why these **** hating
Say it’s money on my head, I don’t even know why these **** payed it
We ah pull up to your bank right now guns blazing
I be ready to go all or nun with my big brother cause he raised me
And because he know I made it he throwing it long like Tom Brady
My opps knew it was time to tap out when we start hopping out the Mercedes
It was like thirteen seconds left when we start popping like McGrady
Just to get where I am now ran eight miles like slim shady
I was the one putting all the hard work in ain’t nobody pay me
I can’t get no sleep always working early or late can’t nobody turn me down
Swervvee
Bussed a ‘uey, had to turn around
I got I got I got rackies rackies don’t you play with me
Brodie do it for the free imagine if I pay the fee
Folks be killing shit for fun imagine what he ah do for skee
Id jump out do this shit by myself but they ah do it for me
All this ice on me I make you freeze, serving hot wings I’m having blue cheese
Put some sharp shooters on ya ass
Switchy switchy
Once you tap it it shoot rapid it shoot fast
I just sent my shooter wet the block he dipped in water
Once you spot a pop you gotta drop we can’t afford it
We got dracs and ARPs and F&Ns like we the Taliban
Draco go both ways had to name that bitch Juwanna Mann
**** want it we punch his ticket start spinnin’ like a fan (get it?)
**** want it we punch his ticket start spinnin’ like a fan
Swervo independent I never got no advance and I still got rich as fuck cause all my fans be spending bands
Have my young **** hit you up and forget he be killing shit off the xans
Pull up hop out
Blitz! Blitz! Blitz!
Blow the trans Swerve!
Written by: Herbert R Wright, Jemille Edwards, Keenan Melvin
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