Short - Riding & Swerving Lyrics

What do you think you know?
Tell me I'll let you go
I might be moving slow
But at least I'm moving though

Shorty is calling I pick up the line
She say we exclusive I'm hers she is mine
These other hoes trying I stay outta sight
Don't f*ck with nobody keep my ass inside
Introverted as f*ck these snakes shedding their skin
While they trying to get with me I think I been pinned
And I wrestle with the devil like I'm the king pin
Drop him real quick on his chinny chin chin
Step inside the booth this Mike imma kill
Even Scotty pippen can't assist with the win
Here after the storm you're all gone with the wind
You running from the fire but I keep running in
I don't give a f*ck if you feeling what Im feeling
I keep running like a marathon I see you all chilling
Made my bed like f*ck the sleep I make music for the healing
Keller off don't have no senses like my name was f*cking Helen

Riding and swerving
It's all in my head
Wrap it up like a turban
All my friends are dead
I'm gone off the bourbon
And all out of lead
They open the curtain
My words I forget
Riding and swerving
It's all in my head
Wrap it up like a turban
All my friends are dead
I'm gone off the bourbon
And all out of lead
They open the curtain
My words I forget

Im still f*cking kicking karate the scene
Build my self from the ground up Take one for the team
Lean while I'm walking no promethazine
F*ck your whole life up call you Charlie sheen
I don't play with my music don't need you your useless
Give me a month they will realise I do this
The daily and weekly and do not confuse it
I keep all my flows in my vault you can't use it
Please be original a jack of all trades
You just jack other peoples shit
A jackass indeed
Im giving out bars like the game is in need
Imma murder the whole scene like I'm guilty I plead
Lead like leader cause that's what I am
Drink a whole liter don't f*ck with a can
Hungry imma eat up a recipe planned
Bitches I don't need em cause I am the man

Riding and swerving
It's all in my head
Wrap it up like a turban
All my friends are dead
I'm gone off the bourbon
And all out of lead
They open the curtain
My words I forget
Riding and swerving
It's all in my head
Wrap it up like a turban
All my friends are dead
I'm gone off the bourbon
And all out of lead
They open the curtain
My words I forget

My words I forget
F*ck what you said
I ain't got there just yet
You can all suck a dick