Swervin'

Look, when I'm drunk I can hold my liquor Won't pour no mixer, sip slow smoke quicker I might just bicker, I might just pick her Cause she pick of the litter, alright dismiss her Almost kissed after liquor, I'm pissy drunk Got me feening probably scheming on the kitty, huh It's never yours on the prowl, she just rent it out Kicking tenants out, it's probably for the clout It's probably for the clout, woah man, nigga, sheesh Better think, take a drink, you ain't on the lease You a pup in the crib, probably on a leash I be stray out the way, used to running streets Now every road up ahead looking serpentine Got me swerving scenes, I know my rights F*ck the law, it ain't no searching me I think they smelling weed, I pray I leave alive I'm fucking fried, not again with them lights and them DUIs Swerving, swear to God, officer, it's not on purpose What I have, half a glass of the bourbon Smoked the raw, got the hash on my shirt Shit, I should skirt bitch, yeah, swerving Swear to God, officer, it's not on purpose What I have, half a glass of the bourbon Smoked the raw, got the hash on my shirt Shit, I should skirt Pulling up to them green lights A read message in my phone, I done seen twice Me and weed, D&D on the device F*ck a treesh, if its fees on the feline That don't seem right, so I give a peace sign Bitches local everywhere, like them street signs Can never be mine, I tell the ho to resign Give it up, bourbon in my empty cup Swerving, I've been learning that these broads, just some easy fucks I'm burning Ain't sorry for the stench, I got the purple lit I've been working on my craft, I got a purpose . I'm off the bourbon slurring All my fucking words got me sounding like I'm mumbling for real Slurring all my words, got me sounding like I'm mumbling for real Slurring all my words, got me sounding like I'm mumbling for real Swerving, swear to God, officer, it's not on purpose What I have, half a glass of the bourbon Smoke the raw, got the ash on my shirt, shit I should skirt, bitch, it's swerving Swear to God, officer, it's not on purpose What I have, half a glass of the bourbon Smoke the raw, got the ash on my shirt, shit I should skirt, bitch, I should, I should, I should skirt, bitch Drink a little liquor for my liver, got me hurting I should skirt, bitch, I should skirt, bitch I should, I can't stop it, yeah I can't stop it, feeling toxic Intoxicated on my god shit I've been swerving, hydroplaning Still maintaining it I feel the same when intoxicated, swerving Hydroplaning, still maintaining it I've been swerving, feel the same when I'm drunk shit I've been swerving, hydroplaning Still maintaining it I feel the same when intoxicated Feeling toxic, I can't stop it I might just drop, bitch I might just drop, bitch I might just, I might just vomit Feeling toxic Smoking still burning Stomach keep turning Swerving Swerving