Darci - Swerve (with KayCyy) (Official)

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Produced by Rance Riley

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Lyrics:
Shawty got the curves, gotta swerve when I drive
Been up with her, been turnt for the vibe
Mix up the syrup, need personal time
We got the work, like birds, let them fly
Been lost, been gone in your mixture
Long nights on the road won’t fix us
You and I, do or die, I miss us
Butterfly like the doors I lift up

I lift up
Double my liquor
Hit up
When you hit my line
I’ll pick up
I been back and forth driving sport
Street ripped up
Notice I ignore sus people I’m sick of
No time
No time
What you care about?
My heart still scarred
Couldn't tear it out
Big city longs lines
We can air it out
Been ready, all right
Send the whereabouts
(Go!)

Shawty got the curves, gotta swerve when I drive
Been up with her, been turnt for the vibe
Mix up the syrup, need personal time
We got the work, like birds, let them fly
Been lost, been gone in your mixture
Long nights on the road won’t fix us
You and I, do or die, I miss us
Butterfly like the doors I lift up

You and I, f*ck the crowd, it’s just us
You and I freeze the time
What’s distance?
Saw your love on the side and it was instant
I can’t share what is mine, you’re my business
Back it up for a n**ga, be my witness
Shawty pressure, Ima flood her with some diamonds
She’d rather Paris, she ain’t thinking bout the islands
Cameras flashing on you, baby you so stylish
(Yeah!)
Shawty got the curves, gotta swerve when I drive
Been up with her, been turnt for the vibe
Mix up the syrup, need personal time
We got the work, like birds, let them fly
Been lost, been gone in your mixture
Long nights on the road won’t fix us
You and I, do or die, I miss us
Butterfly like the doors I lift up