[Chorus: Sickboyrari]
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb

[Verse 1: Sickboyrari]
Cocaine, she sniff that
Young bitch, that ass fat
Cereal, I eat that
My dick hard, I beat that
Arty-ass young hoodrat
That skateboard, I skate that
We in the streets like crackheads
I'm wavy like Max B
Free that n***a Max B
I'm gettin' head in the backseat
Trift Store, I sell clothes
I make money, cocaine money
My nose runny, my head spinnin'
I hit licks with my milf bitch
Sip wild and take pics
Ski mask with that blizzard bitch
[Bridge: Sadie Pinn]
Spread hate and smeared tears
Inked on suntanned skin
Slit tongues of the mockingbird
You will never speak the same, never speak the same

[Chorus: Sickboyrari]
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb
Swervin' around the curb, ghetto witch twistin' up herb

[Verse 2: Sickboyrari]
Swervin' the curbs, yeah, ho, that's work
All about that trillish wave, blowin' haze
Hella dope, fuck that [?], I ain't get laid
Hella stoned, GB hits, got that [?]
Slide into the store, bought two swishers
[?] he got the liquor
Hunnid stacks, got the green crack
[?] shoot it in the back
And all my shoes got holes in 'em
Real skateboard n***a [?]
[?] cocaine [?]
Drug [?] girls, cocaine [?]
Them flashin' lights, gotta dim that
I sit back and watch cartoons
I'm a young n***a wit' a old Mag
Tattoos [?]
Black ambulances, our world's fucked
In the Tears Posse, [?]
We [?] I'm like, "Hold up"
Eyes rolled back, she slowed up