This is a song about "Swerve"

Swerve swerve, fill it up, miss miss, don't forget

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

I can swerve through curbs 'n' earn my worth and leave your nerves severed

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

My journey absurd, my homie put in a word, saw me at the swerve,

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

The swerve gets worse the more i sip

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

Observe as i swerve towards her in corvettes

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Yeah you know i got that work

Blow purp, swerve like you curved at the curb,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Swerve never stay alive, foot ain't on gas right now