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swgr - n2 Lyrics



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Swag, Swag
Ah, Ah
Yeah, I like f*cking hoes
I like sipping lean (Say what?)
Yeah, My name is swag, I got shit on fleek
M-My bitch, She too bad I can't even put her on a tee
I rock chrome hearts, You don't need to pray for me
She gon suck my blood, So her dna mixed with me
S-She got blood on her teeth, And I got blood on my jeans
Who just spilled the lean?
She gon lick it clean
Choppa talking mean, Watch the way you talk to me
Bitch I'm versetile, S-Send any typa beat (Yuh)
But send that shit for free, Yuh, I don't need no fee (Yuh)
I don't like this club, I think we gotta bounce
I ain't finna be here, Bitch I'm outta f*ckin' town
I-Imma go and fill my choppa with a hundred rounds
Turn that frown, F*cking upside down
You with swagger, Bitch, I'm the f*cking goat
You with swagger, I got unlimited flows
S-She be rocking garments, And some french tip toes
For the shit I been through, I deserve a toast
Nightcore, N-Nightcore, N-Nightcore
I said, Nightcore
I'm a star, Yuh
Bitch I been born
Let that kitty roar
She got stripes, On her f*cking pussy, Look like tigger
I-I'm the white boy of the year, Bitch I'm a figure
I been that, Bitch I been that
You weren't there, When I was doing this and f*cking that
She got VVS, All up on her titties
I don't need no rest, Imma go and finish
Holy shit, I'm the kid
Holy shit, Rich ass bitch
Holy shit, All up in her shit
Holy shit, I just did this shit
I like f*cking hoes
I like sipping lean (Say what?)
Yeah, My name is swag, I got shit on fleek
M-My bitch, She too bad I can't even put her on a tee
I rock chrome hearts, You don't need to pray for me
She gon suck my blood, So her dna mixed with me
S-She got blood on her teeth, And I got blood on my jeans
Who just spilled the lean?
She gon lick it clean
Choppa talking mean, Watch the way you talk to me
Bitch I'm versetile, S-Send any typa beat (Yuh)
But send that shit for free, Yuh, I don't need no fee (Yuh)
I don't like this club, I think we gotta bounce
I ain't finna be here, Bitch I'm outta f*ckin' town
I-Imma go and fill my choppa with a hundred rounds
Turn that frown, F*cking upside down
You with swagger, Bitch, I'm the f*cking goat
You with swagger, I got unlimited flows
S-She be rocking garments, And some french tip toes
For the shit I been through, I deserve a toast
Nightcore, N-Nightcore, N-Nightcore
I said, Nightcore
I'm a star, Yuh
Bitch I been born
Let that kitty roar
She got stripes, On her f*cking pussy, Look like tigger
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Swag, Swag
Ah, Ah
Yeah, I like f*cking hoes
I like sipping lean (Say what?)
Yeah, My name is swag, I got shit on fleek
M-My bitch, She too bad I can't even put her on a tee
I rock chrome hearts, You don't need to pray for me
She gon suck my blood, So her dna mixed with me
S-She got blood on her teeth, And I got blood on my jeans
Who just spilled the lean?
She gon lick it clean
Choppa talking mean, Watch the way you talk to me
Bitch I'm versetile, S-Send any typa beat (Yuh)
But send that shit for free, Yuh, I don't need no fee (Yuh)
I don't like this club, I think we gotta bounce
I ain't finna be here, Bitch I'm outta f*ckin' town
I-Imma go and fill my choppa with a hundred rounds
Turn that frown, F*cking upside down
You with swagger, Bitch, I'm the f*cking goat
You with swagger, I got unlimited flows
S-She be rocking garments, And some french tip toes
For the shit I been through, I deserve a toast
Nightcore, N-Nightcore, N-Nightcore
I said, Nightcore
I'm a star, Yuh
Bitch I been born
Let that kitty roar
She got stripes, On her f*cking pussy, Look like tigger
I-I'm the white boy of the year, Bitch I'm a figure
I been that, Bitch I been that
You weren't there, When I was doing this and f*cking that
She got VVS, All up on her titties
I don't need no rest, Imma go and finish
Holy shit, I'm the kid
Holy shit, Rich ass bitch
Holy shit, All up in her shit
Holy shit, I just did this shit
I like f*cking hoes
I like sipping lean (Say what?)
Yeah, My name is swag, I got shit on fleek
M-My bitch, She too bad I can't even put her on a tee
I rock chrome hearts, You don't need to pray for me
She gon suck my blood, So her dna mixed with me
S-She got blood on her teeth, And I got blood on my jeans
Who just spilled the lean?
She gon lick it clean
Choppa talking mean, Watch the way you talk to me
Bitch I'm versetile, S-Send any typa beat (Yuh)
But send that shit for free, Yuh, I don't need no fee (Yuh)
I don't like this club, I think we gotta bounce
I ain't finna be here, Bitch I'm outta f*ckin' town
I-Imma go and fill my choppa with a hundred rounds
Turn that frown, F*cking upside down
You with swagger, Bitch, I'm the f*cking goat
You with swagger, I got unlimited flows
S-She be rocking garments, And some french tip toes
For the shit I been through, I deserve a toast
Nightcore, N-Nightcore, N-Nightcore
I said, Nightcore
I'm a star, Yuh
Bitch I been born
Let that kitty roar
She got stripes, On her f*cking pussy, Look like tigger
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Writer: Thomas Derock
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