Swag (MASHUP) lyrics

Last-Dude

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yes, I f**ked your b*t*h, I did it in the telly, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, it’s in her belly, yeah
Got Marconi on my feet, these n***as steady, yeah
Swaggin' on these n***as, they embarrassed (Swag)
Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (Yeah)
Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married
And you know that I pull up, I ain’t really too scary
I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Gang, thicc and we all legit
How I get a million dollars, that so quick
Put gold rims on it so they notice
Grind all the time so a MILL is what I'm gon' get
I don't talk it about living it
If it ain't blue strips I ain't getting it
I'mma hit the strip club and I'm tippin it
I just lef the club with another n***a b*t*h, gang!

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Okay, let’s skate
Bad b*t*h finna come my way
Going ninety when I’m on the highway
Can't go high without the high, ayy
Everyday I wake up, smoke another gram, ayy
I don’t give a f**k, nor another damn, ayy
I'm smoking the kush from the Hoover Dam, ayy
I'ma let these b*t*hes know (who I am)

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
I guess you can say I put in practice
On the strip, under lights, now I'm back b*t*h
And even if I’m blown on my own
With the chrome to your dome
Make you stretch like elastic
Spring to the Fall, hoes still on my balls
It's the number one n***a from the hood Doggy Dogg
Still pull up on a n***a when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yes, I f**ked your b*t*h, I did it in the telly, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly, yeah
Got Marconi on my feet, these n***as steady, yeah
Swaggin' on these n***as, they embarrassed (Swag)
Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (Yeah)
Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married
And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary
I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries

Yes, I f**ked your b*t*h, I did it in the telly, yeah
I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly, yeah
Got Marconi on my feet, these n***as steady, yeah
Swaggin' on these n***as, they embarrassed (Swag)
Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (Yeah)
Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married
And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary
I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries
(Yeah)

[Verse 4: XXXTENTACION]
He don't want no one-on-one (Yeah)
He grab that gun
Equipped with the clip, my son
What happened to a fist fight?
Really with the sh*t
If a n***a pull up on me
Might shoot a n***a d**k right off
And n***as often kissing coffins
'Cause their brothers steady barking
At the system
Like their b*t*h at the apartment but
This Glock I trust, this motherf**kin' Glock I... (Ayy!)

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