Clams Casino - Swervin lyrics

[Verse 1: Big T] I am swervin, doing 90 on the highway, doing this sh** like it's my way, I fly past a G6 that was full of bad b**hes, joint burning in my hand raw authentic, no gimmicks, my n***a I handle my business, up writing rhymes I never seem to finish, Hypnotiq and Hennessy got me feeling robotic, along with the weed in my system I ain't going lie I am feeling right tonight, I am whipping clean with this wood grain, vision so blurry I can't seem to stay in my lane, What's the hurry? I don't know cuz just drunk, and I am speeding in this b**h so I can avoid the cops bruh, blowing on so much loud it can out sing the opera, shrimp and lobster, I am eating good sh**, that's going to get over this hangover in about a minute, hair like Robert Griffin the III, But I am the first no Griffin just Weems pimping, I am so f**ing faded that I am limping, I'mma take a seat so I can puff three joints in one sitting and write sum sentences so I can complete my healing, I don't steal, I was stealing, she was fighting the feeling, bumping No Ceilings smoking to change my feelings, hooked her a** on tight, now time to reel her in we about to get it in tonight