T Swerve - Jersey (feat. X/i\D) Lyrics

Pulled up in something you never you gon cop
This not a regular watch
Talking bout money got more than lot
I got 6 cars in the lot
All of these bands I got more in the safe
They always tell me to save
Never gon say that I spent too much money
I can't go broke please don't try to be funny
T Swerve he vibing but but I'm not your buddy
I got it straight out the muddy
Way I be flowing I swear I go dummy
I shoot my shot like I'm curry
Hit up your bitch and she came in a hurry
She won't come back so you don't gotta worry
She wanna play for the team
She for the streets so I gave her a jersey
T Swerve the name you must never forget
I dropped a bag and then copped a Patek
I hit the booth and then got me a check
Diamonds are bussing got flawless baguettes
This just a regular day
Spent hunnid thousand you know that I'm paid
I can't go broke so I'm never gon save
Money ain't something you take to the grave
I feel like Shaq in the nineties
I'm going ham and nobody can stop me
You got a bitch but she thirsty
She give me brain swear I love when they nerdy
Way she suck dick had to call the bitch Kirby
Body on 10 and the waist is on curvy
Swear she so fine I might buy her birkin
Pulled up in something you never you gon cop
This not a regular watch
Talking bout money got more than lot
I got 6 cars in the lot
All of these bands I got more in the safe
They always tell me to save
Never gon say that I spent too much money
I can't go broke please don't try to be funny
T Swerve he vibing but but I'm not your buddy
I got it straight out the muddy
Way I be flowing I swear I go dummy
I shoot my shot like I'm curry
Hit up your bitch and she came in a hurry
She won't come back so you don't gotta worry
She wanna play for the team
She for the streets so I gave her a jersey
She from the streets, I gave her a jersey
I be counting the dollars, I'm counting the money
If he acting up, put him in a gurney
Nah, this shit can get ugly
Yeah, this shit can get bloody
If ya want the smoke then I'm ready
Count up the paper I'm getting this chuddy
Cuz me n T Swerve, we gon' get out the muddy
I'm going stupid but this song goin' dummy
Afterparty, I be off the Bacardi
Livin reckless, crash out like a rari
Like savage I'm snatching yo soul n yo body
I'm comin for all of yo heads like a muhf*ckin' hitman
Flexin' on haters, I'm never gon' stop
Rockin' a turban I'm fly like Aladdin
Like sexy drill, I juh come in wit' the stomp
Got so much money, I live out in Dubai
Got so much racks, I can travel to Brunei
Got so much drip, I be out in Versailles
N I got so much brains, y'all might think I'm alumni
Y'all be thinking, I sold up to the devil
That's because I juh wear lotta prada
I'm a Polynesian boi wit' a whole lotta class
Yeah I know, I get it from my father
Yeah I know I get it from my mother
Burnin this gas like I'm burnin the rubber
Drippin so hard y'all might think I'm Ric Flair
Cuz I got lotta M's, multi millionaire
She thinks it's a G-Shock, nah it's an avalanche
Livin up lavish, go hard like a rockstar
Cop a patek, I swerve out in a Cadillac
Now all my stream gon' be high like a rasta
Pulled up in something you never you gon cop
This not a regular watch
Talking bout money got more than lot
I got 6 cars in the lot
All of these bands I got more in the safe
They always tell me to save
Never gon say that I spent too much money
I can't go broke please don't try to be funny
T Swerve he vibing but but I'm not your buddy
I got it straight out the muddy
Way I be flowing I swear I go dummy
I shoot my shot like I'm curry
Hit up your bitch and she came in a hurry
She won't come back so you don't gotta worry
She wanna play for the team
She for the streets so I gave her a jersey