Music Video

SwerveLordd - Book Fair (feat. Lil Swerve) (Official Audio)
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Featured In

Lyrics

FFFF Shit, stay over there Never seen a plane crash at the top Never seen a plane crash in the air Thigh pads on book, nigga, Big Swerve the book fair Racks in my pocket, nigga, don't even look there I told big cuz get his wrist out that cookware Get off that shit, and make sure that shit took care When all that shit hit the fan you just stood there FFFF Shit, stay over there Never seen a plane crash at the top Never seen a plane crash in the air Thigh pads on book, nigga, Big Swerve the book fair Racks in my pocket, nigga, don't even look there I told big cuz get his wrist out that cookware Get off that shit, and make sure that shit took care When all that shit hit the fan you just stood there Swerve the same nigga with racks and without it I'm not the type to fuck up, I know how to act What you know bout serving bags out that Pontiac I got some shit send you up like a launch attack I'm posted up in the hood like a laundromat Niggas know swear bout his coins like a laundromat Free all my niggas arrested, no cardiac DSTG, Big Swerve, it's time for that Fly like a bird, nigga fly like a raven With the same niggas been here since the pavement Looked out for niggas, ain't look for repayments We spend the racks and we trap for a placements Laws if you listening, this entertainment We gon' get to it like fuck the complaining I'm making plays in the car while it's raining He rapping, but I know in court he singing FFFF Shit, stay over there Never seen a plane crash at the top Never seen a plane crash in the air Thigh pads on book, nigga, Big Swerve the book fair Racks in my pocket, nigga, don't even look there I told big cuz get his wrist out that cookware Get off that shit, and make sure that shit took care When all that shit hit the fan you just stood there FFFF Shit, stay over there Never seen a plane crash at the top Never seen a plane crash in the air Thigh pads on book, nigga, Big Swerve the book fair Racks in my pocket, nigga, don't even look there I told big cuz get his wrist out that cookware Get off that shit, and make sure that shit took care When all that shit hit the fan you just stood there When all that shit hit the fan had to bump down Spin around, show they ass how that drum sound They see a young nigga lit, now they ass tryna come round Used to walk through the hood in a scat, pullin' stunts now Aye, catch me in the spot, gettin' green like the Celtics Pop out bumpin' that drac, he ain't move so he felt it Got this shit out the mud, ain't not one nigga help me Did it all on my own, they wasn't around for the blessings So tell they ass stay over there Cause I'm on my way to the top 42 double O, that's the block Try to spin down this bitch, bet that engine get locked Let me get back to the topic bitch, I'm gettin' guap But still a drop bags to put you in the box We posted up in the hood, wrong move, let off shots Then hop in the whip, leave the scene smoke it out FFFF Shit, stay over there Never seen a plane crash at the top Never seen a plane crash in the air Thigh pads on book, nigga, Big Swerve the book fair Racks in my pocket, nigga, don't even look there I told big cuz get his wrist out that cookware Get off that shit, and make sure that shit took care When all that shit hit the fan you just stood there FFFF Shit, stay over there Never seen a plane crash at the top Never seen a plane crash in the air Thigh pads on book, nigga, Big Swerve the book fair Racks in my pocket, nigga, don't even look there I told big cuz get his wrist out that cookware Get off that shit, and make sure that shit took care When all that shit hit the fan you just stood there
Writer(s): Douglas Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out