shady moon – $wag lyrics
[intro]
(you make me sick)
[chorus]
you don’t got no swag
my b+tch h+lla bad, finna cap
h+lla racks, that fill in my billie jeans, i can’t lack
smoke yo’ pack, we slidin’ maseratis in the back
211 girls up, i’m a nightmare for a fact
my b+tch h+lla f+ckin’ scary, always see her in my nightmares
i told her come my side, but i ain’t talkin’ no pierre
and yo’ b+tch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
don’t play with my b+tch, ’cause the choppa hold the same rounds
you don’t got no swag
my b+tch h+lla bad, finna cap
h+lla racks, that fill in my billie jeans, i can’t lack
smoke yo’ pack, we slidin’ maseratis in the back
211 girls up, i’m a nightmare for a fact
my b+tch h+lla f+ckin’ scary, always see her in my nightmares
i told her come my side, but i ain’t talkin’ no pierre
and yo’ b+tch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
don’t play with my b+tch, ’cause the choppa hold the same rounds
[verse]
ayy, where yo’ swag at? tell me, where yo’ cash at?
tell me where yo’ bag at, my b+tch in it through cashapp
i told her bust it open, she too busy playin’ with my hair
she told me to stay, but when she wake up, i ain’t even there
sorry, i’m gonna go down town, my choppa hold a hundred rounds
[?] on my body, i can’t frown, i need a crown
b+tches drownin’ on my body, why the f+ck she playin’ skate, bro?
bum ass b+tch, that’s somethin’ that i can’t relate
gon’ be shady? i dare you to try and do it first
stupid ass, that’s my name, b+tch, i’ll put you on a shirt
big glock in the back, make you hit a tinky dance
jumbo juice in my body, finna make me hit the lamp
i’m a ghost in my body, if you try me, i’ma ghost you
same old statement, why you always do the most, dude?
was never the type to give a f+ck
if you don’t got no swag, then i guess you out of luck, b+tch
[chorus]
you don’t got no swag
my b+tch h+lla bad, finna cap
h+lla racks, that fill in my billie jeans, i can’t lack
smoke yo’ pack, we slidin’ maseratis in the back
211 girls up, i’m a nightmare for a fact
my b+tch h+lla f+ckin’ scary, always see her in my nightmares
i told her come my side, but i ain’t talkin’ no pierre
and yo’ b+tch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
don’t play with my b+tch, ’cause the choppa hold the same rounds
you don’t got no swag
my b+tch h+lla bad, finna cap
h+lla racks, that fill in my billie jeans, i can’t lack
smoke yo’ pack, we slidin’ maseratis in the back
211 girls up, i’m a nightmare for a fact
my b+tch h+lla f+ckin’ scary, always see her in my nightmares
i told her come my side, but i ain’t talkin’ no pierre
and yo’ b+tch wanna slide, but my curb is not a playground
don’t play with my b+tch, ’cause the choppa hold the same rounds
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