[Intro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Skooly]
Uh
Yeah
Oh, that’s London On Da Track, run that sh** back
We got London On Da Track
[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Swervin’
How you look so perfect on your worst days?
Double C your purses, you deserve it
n***as in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person
But you’re curvin’
Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)
Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous
I like the way you keep up with your earnings
Yeah, it’s okay, ’cause you swervin’
[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I f** you from the back and leave you turnin’ (Turnin’)
The type to make you feel like I’m so worth it (Worth it)
Blame my ex, that b**h, she did me dirty (Did me dirty)
Had me fall in love and then she curved me
(on God, swear to God, I don’t wanna leave you, no)
New Louboutin, you would think I’m bleedin’ from my toes
Dick all inside of you, make you freeze, make you pose
I want you to get up on your knees and your toes
I see one of my enemies, they gon’ freeze like they cold
I swear I ain’t no k**er, but test me if you want
You don’t want my adrenaline rushin’, leave me alone (Leave me alone)
So much sh** up on my mind, I can’t think, yeah
All my n***as rock designer like they scream (Grrat)
Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah
I thought everything was right, that’s when you left, yeah
[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Swervin’ (Swervin’)
How you look so perfect on your worst days? (Worst days)
Double C your purses, you deserve it
n***as in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person (Person)
But you’re curvin’
Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)
Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous
I like the way you keep up with your earnings
Yeah, it’s okay, ’cause you swervin’
[Verse 2: 6ix9ine]
Where these b**hes at? I’m in the V with the tints
Got the FN on my body and the clip on hollow tips
n***as say they gon’ rob me and they still ain’t do sh**
Catch her waitin’ in the lobby, I’ma give her this dick
Man, where these n***as at? Man, where these n***as at?
We gon’ pull up big bodies with the Rugers in the back
I got Rugers and the MAC’s, pump leave a n***a flat
Talkin’ hot, we spin the block, we gon’ leave him where he at
[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Like, where these n***as at? Ayy, where these n***as at?
I’ma pull up in the big body with the f**in’ MAC
If the opps try to turn my song off, run it back
Used to have the pack in my long johns, now I rap
[Verse 4: 6ix9ine]
If a n***a wanna act out, got the MAC out
I ain’t got no f**in’ back-up, that’s a man down
I ain’t got the f**in’ forty, knock his teeth out
Spin back with the Ruger, air the block out
[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Swervin’ (Swervin’)
How you look so perfect on your worst days? (Worst days)
Double C your purses, you deserve it
n***as in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person (Person)
But you’re curvin’
Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)
Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous
I like the way you keep up with your earnings
Yeah, it’s okay, ’cause you swervin’
[Outro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Skooly]
The way that I live my life is amazing
Back to back big bodies, no more dreams, yeah
So much sh** up on my mind, I couldn’t think, yeah
All my n***as rock designer like they scream, yeah
Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah
Say my name in your song and it’s lit, yeah
Been waiting for a n***a like this, yeah
We got London On Da Track